I want to be the one

The thoughts that went through my head on the bus today

I sat on the bus,

didn't talk to anybody,

just rested my head on the seat beside me,

but the whole time,

I wished that it was your shoulder I was resting my head on.

I tried to get the visual images,

they seemed so real.

I looked beside me,

there was a couple,

they seemed like best friends,

then they kissed.

I wish it was you kissing me or me kissing you,

then I looked down at the ground and shuffled my feet,

the visuals again,

and again they seemed so real.

I don't just like you,

I love you.

I realize that,

but why can't I say I love you?

why can't I ask if you feel the same about me?

You know I like you,

you may not know that I love you,

so why don't you say if you like me back or not?

I want to get to know you better.

I want to be the one you hold hands with,

I want to be the one you say "I love you" to,

I want to be the one you kiss,

I want to be the one who you hug,

I want to be the one who you rest your head on my shoulder,

I want to be the one who you will love.

The longer you wait,

the more I feel empty,

I feel empty without you,

without your touch,

without your love.

Author's Note

NO FLAMMERS