Dear Mr....You,
Am I'm invisible?
Do you see past me?
I'm standing right here.
I always have been in front of you.
Smiling and waiting for the day you approach me.
But you never do.
You walk away and always hesitate to look my way.
As if I'm the one hurting you.
I can write essays upon essays on your smile
How I long to feel your touch makes a volcanic eruption
Inside of me.
See.
I can put words together but they will never be how I truly feel about you.
It's indescribable
But you will never know
Because we're incompatible
Thanks, for letting me know...