I still like her
But I’m more confused than ever.
Things seem more blurred
And they seem to be getting worse, not better.
She makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine
And if I start to fall, she will help me fly.
I feel like she could really be the one,
But it seems more likely for me to touch the sun.
I don't want to follow my trend where I fall for a forbidden girl
And apparently everyone else falls for the same pearl.
I feel like if she knew, it wouldn't change a thing,
She wouldn't magically fall in love with me and there would be a ring.
More likely, things wouldn't be the same.
She wouldn't hand out with me, even if I said things had changed
And I would regret ever saying what she meant to me
Because I would never again just be her buddy.
I’d be the girl who loved her and she didn't love back.
I’d be the reason she wouldn't want to hand out with the pack,
So I will keep writing poems until I get the courage to say
I love you, but if all you want to be is friends, then I wouldn't have it any other way.