by FE Dec. 8 2009
I lay my head upon my bed.
I turn off the lights, and stare at the night sky.
I think of all the things I've left unsaid.
This melancholy feeling makes me silently sigh.
My harried heart reprimands me,
“Tell him your true thoughts” it cries.
Can I answer my hearts plea and set my feelings free?
Why not? For I do not believe these sentiments are lies.
I love him – I love him.
Are these worrisome words true?
I never knew love was so grim,
To me this intense emotion is so very new.
I cannot get him out of my head.
Without him by my side, I feel a vast void
form in a hidden part of my heart, and it fills me with dread.
I feel that if I do not tell him soon, my heart will be destroyed.