Through My Telescope Poem by J.C. Masa

You looked so beautiful last night; I was at ease.
Your eyes light up every time you smile.
Stealing glances at you, I can't resist—
It set me in a deep realization, and "what ifs":

My interest might disturb your peace,
My feelings somehow be a burden,
And the best option is to stay away and desist.
I like you a lot, but I'd rather put my feelings at cease
So you can keep your peace.

Do I really have to remove myself to protect what I just told?
I hope things can still be steady, kind, normal,
While letting reality unfold.
If I let go, then what is it that I will hold?
In my life, I have never been this bold.
How can I be with you if I am silver and you are gold?
I'd still want to be a part of your world,
But my doubtful soul just wants to let go
Of things I can't control.

I thought I was getting closer to what I'd hoped,
But it seems fear and doubt
are all I see through my telescope.

For my last act of love,
should I disappear—just go ghost?
Slowly fading into the background
of your slippery slope.

Or should I fight
for a place in your world?

I really don't want to lose you, so for now, I'll let go of my chances and keep admiring you in quiet, passing glances.