I sit silently, watching him, 
I feel like I'm going out on a limb, 
Careful not to fall from this tree, 
For my mind will not let me be, 
I am very stressed, 
And insanely obsessed, 
I want to tell him how I feel, 
Hopefully this wound wil heal, 
I want him to know, 
My actions may show, 
I think I love him, 
But my chances are slim, 
At this moment, I want to show him, 
Even if the light shining on us is dim, 
I want to kiss him powerfully, 
And hold him unconditionally, 
If he knew, this would be easier, 
I can't help from wondering, 
I keep on pondering, 
The idea doesn't help the pain, 
It only makes me strain, 
I'll sit in silence, 
Is this considered defiance, 
To my heart, 
From which I am unable to part,                
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