So Much Better Then Me

Well, I'm back to winging it... I've been uninspired for a week+ so I'm gonna give this a go, wether I know what I'm doing or not! :S

Rejection.

It wasn't all that bad.

I got used

to the idea in time...

 

Regrets.

God, they never end.

He should

have told me, not them.

 

If he had spoken to me

the barrier would have been conquered

Our silence would been broken.

The awkwardness would have dissapeared.

 

But instead he talked to them.

He let them know his answer.

They passed it onto me in a whirl

of unorganized communication.

 

It's settled in.

I'm used to it.

I don't mind

being just a friend.

 

But we're not friends.

That's why

the silence must be broken

or all hope is lost.

 

I need to talk to him

Tell him how I feel.

I'm not hurt.

It's no big deal.

Let's just be friends for now.

I don't need time to heal.

But more and more

I think I might.

Yet more and more

I see it's fright.

 

Well, not fright.

Not really.

Intimidation?

Shyness?

Axiety?

Self-conciousness?

I'm not sure.

Let me explain.

 

He's got eyes

blue and beautiful as

a storm-tossed sea.

Filled with gentleness,

love,

humor,

understanding.

 

He's got a smile

warmer then summer memories.

A perfect match to his

perfect

personality.

Sensitive yet

strong.

 

He's amazing.

He's gorgeous.

He's loving.

He's funny.

He's talented.

He's athletic.

He's artistic.

He's everything.

 

I need to talk to him.

I'll deal with "just friends"

at least for now.

 

Maybe one day

that will change but

for now I'll settle.

 

I need to talk to him

but every time I try to

I freak out

I back out.

He's just so much

better then me.

 

We're both human.

But he's a better one.

We're both the same

yet so different.

 

One day I'll do it,

give me the stregnth.

Whoever is "up there"

just don't forget me...

 

 

Author's Note

Just let me know what you think... I know it seems a bit unorganized... but thats how my thoughts flow...