Must I say it?
I don't want to,
but I think I will have to.
Life goes on,
doesn't it?
I don't want to say
good-bye
to a 6- year infatuation
with a guy who will never
like me.
But yet,
I do.
I want to be free
of this heartsickness
and misery
and knowledge of a doomed fate.
What now must happen to me?
I have no clue whatsoever.
Maybe someday
I will learn that
someone had loved me
as I am silently loving him now.
But yet,
I don't think that is the correct word.
Love? Infatuation? just plain Like?
I don't know.
I just want it to end
so I can get on with my life.
But yet,
I don't think this will ever completely go away.
There will always be some part of me
that likes him.
Maybe I will change
maybe circumstances will change
and just maybe a dream would come true.
But I doubt it.
I won't tell you who I like
but then again maybe I should.
It seems the more people I tell,
the less its impact on me.
This issue will be resolved
eventually.
If all else fails within the next 3 years of highschool,
I will tell him on
Graduation Day
that I once loved him.
And then he'll be gone forever.
A tragedy in a sense,
this comical one-sided wooing of mine.
If you know me in person,
this may surprise you.
Who knows-
if we get together sometime I just may tell you!
Or let the only person who knows tell you...
It would be fitting and proper,
I suppose.
I don't want to,
but I think I will have to.
Life goes on,
doesn't it?
I don't want to say
good-bye
to a 6- year infatuation
with a guy who will never
like me.
But yet,
I do.
I want to be free
of this heartsickness
and misery
and knowledge of a doomed fate.
What now must happen to me?
I have no clue whatsoever.
Maybe someday
I will learn that
someone had loved me
as I am silently loving him now.
But yet,
I don't think that is the correct word.
Love? Infatuation? just plain Like?
I don't know.
I just want it to end
so I can get on with my life.
But yet,
I don't think this will ever completely go away.
There will always be some part of me
that likes him.
Maybe I will change
maybe circumstances will change
and just maybe a dream would come true.
But I doubt it.
I won't tell you who I like
but then again maybe I should.
It seems the more people I tell,
the less its impact on me.
This issue will be resolved
eventually.
If all else fails within the next 3 years of highschool,
I will tell him on
Graduation Day
that I once loved him.
And then he'll be gone forever.
A tragedy in a sense,
this comical one-sided wooing of mine.
If you know me in person,
this may surprise you.
Who knows-
if we get together sometime I just may tell you!
Or let the only person who knows tell you...
It would be fitting and proper,
I suppose.
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