Wednesday, 1 June 2016

To the Man I Never Confessed My Feelings To

Here's to the man I never got the chance to be with;

You're handsome. I did not realize it way back. Your appearance was unnoticeable; I got attracted to you when I looked at your face up close. You stared back at me, but it was nothing; or I just thought it was.

You're funny. Funny that I laugh hard just by looking at you. You tell jokes I heard for the first time. Most of the time you tell your jokes only to me. You did those things to impress me; or I just thought you were.

You're smart. Obviously, because you became your school's representative. You showed remarkable performance, and I became your fan. They said you were inspired; but forgive me for thinking it was me.

You're concerned. You kept on asking me why I haven't eaten my meal one night. You sounded bossy, like you were my boyfriend. There was something special going on between us; or I just thought there was.

You became awkward. I understand, since it was assumed you were interested in me. I never bothered you again, nor talked to you, and something's telling me it was not fine for you; or I just thought it was not.

You lied. You always say you do not have a girlfriend, but your actions told otherwise. You talk with someone over the phone every night, and men does not make enough time for someone unless he loves that person real much. I never knew the reason of your denial; or I just thought I did not.

You never talked to me again. You kept your distance from me most of the time. I may not show it, but deep inside I was hurt. I wanted to ask you why, but I'm afraid to know what I already know.

You eventually left. The feeling was never mutual, but I was hoping. The pain remained, and it was unbearable. If I could just turn back time, I would have withdrawn my feelings in the first place from you, whom I thought would catch me.