I sit silently, watching him,
I feel like I'm going out on a limb,
Careful not to fall from this tree,
For my mind will not let me be,
I am very stressed,
And insanely obsessed,
I want to tell him how I feel,
Hopefully this wound wil heal,
I want him to know,
My actions may show,
I think I love him,
But my chances are slim,
At this moment, I want to show him,
Even if the light shining on us is dim,
I want to kiss him powerfully,
And hold him unconditionally,
If he knew, this would be easier,
I can't help from wondering,
I keep on pondering,
The idea doesn't help the pain,
It only makes me strain,
I'll sit in silence,
Is this considered defiance,
To my heart,
From which I am unable to part,
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