She peers at me through her sable lashes,

Seeing an admiring smile and warm eyes

But she’ll never see my soul

The way I long to see hers.

Her radiant smile is ever-present

And her cooing voice echoes through my head

Yet she may never notice how I look to her

After every joke I make

To watch how she reacts.

She may never understand

How I think of our past and future conversations

As I lay restless in my bed.

She may never comprehend

That my feelings for her are more than friendship,

That someone could see her for the glowing presence within her heart,

That maybe I don’t act upon my urges

Because I’m afraid

You may never understand.