I want to tell you everything that
I've been thinking about.
Some days I stand in my room, and I write down what I want to say
to you.
Then sometimes, I rehearse it.
I feel good, knowing what I'll say and thinking of every
possible reaction you could have and each possible response
I'll give you. I'm confident, that'll we'll be
friends again.
I come to school the next day, telling my best friend that I'm
going to straighten out the mess between us.
He looks at me in disbelief, and tells me he'll hope
for the best.
After school, I see you, 6 feet away.
I look you in the eye for 2 seconds, as we both look away, still
distant from each other.
My confidence disappears,
My Smile turns to a sad frown,
And I suddenly forget every single thing I was going to tell
you.
My best friend hoped for the best, but he wasted his time. You
and me, we'll never be able to talk.
I go home, and I regret it.
Because our friendship depends on this,
And it's all my fault that you won't speak to me, and that
I can't speak to you.
I'll never be able to look you in the eye.
I just can't. I don't know why.
It saddens me thinking about this.
I wish mind-reading was invented.
That way you could see I'm crying inside,
Because you won't speak to me, ever again.
I want to tell you everything that I've been thinking about.
