To you and only you
How my heart aches with the longing of hearing you makes it mourn. Between talking to you and not, it is torn. I miss you so dearly, but I know I cannot seek what has been found. To him you are bound.
Should I say? Let my love be known no matter the cost you would pay? No locked and behind bars is where it shall stay. There is no other way.
Not when he makes you laugh and smile. So my pain gets to pile. Your decisions do not hurt me, it is your hidden self that has caused me to question. I know my questions may forever go unanswered, so I rely on suppression.
Suppressing the thought of a possibility of what we could be. Friends, lovers, or even a reason to get down on one knee. These are the thoughts that run their course through my mind if I think of you to much. That and your touch.
You think you will hurt me? Then you are blind to what I plainly see. My desires could break your world if you even had the slightest inkling to act. Let us make a pact.
This is our only way to interact.
