January morning,
Walking home slow,
Thought about telling you
But then my words got caught in my throat.
Do you remember?
Maybe you don’t,
'Cause your laugh was so bright,
And I got lost in the light of your smile as we spoke.
Late last night, I grabbed a pen,
Wrote down everything I never said.
But then I tore it, couldn’t risk it,
What if you turned away?
I wish I could hand you that letter I wrote at midnight,
Wish I could tell you I’m losing sleep ‘cause I miss you.
But what if you don’t feel the same way I do?
What if the words that I say break what we’ve built through the years?
I wish I was brave enough to confess in the moments we’re close,
But I’m too scared to risk losing the friend that I know.
February sunsets,
Sitting with you,
We talk about everything,
But I’m hiding the truth.
Do you feel it?
I wonder sometimes,
When our hands brush too long,
Or you catch me staring into your eyes.
I wrote another letter today,
Poured out my heart on the page.
But every time, I fold it away—
Too scared to let you see.
I wish I could hand you that letter I wrote at midnight,
Wish I could tell you I’m losing sleep ‘cause I miss you.
But what if you don’t feel the same way I do?
What if the words that I say break what we’ve built through the years?
I wish I was brave enough to confess in the moments we’re close,
But I’m too scared to risk losing the friend that I know.
And every time I think I’m ready,
Pour out my heart on the page.
But every time, I fold it away—
Too scared to let you see.
So I’ll keep on writing,
But you’ll never read,
The letters I’ve written
About how much you mean to me.
I wish I could hand you that letter I wrote at midnight,
Wish I could tell you I’m losing sleep ‘cause I miss you.
But what if you don’t feel the same way I do?
What if the words that I say break what we’ve built through the years?
I wish I was brave enough to confess in the moments we’re close,
But I’m too scared to risk losing the friend that I know.
One day, maybe, I’ll hand you the letters I wrote,
But for now, I’ll stay silent, and hope you somehow know.
Written: 2024
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