Unsaid

Would you understand,
if I say how much I
want to hold your hand,
but i'm to shy...

Could you believe it,
when I say what I feel
are you able to perceive it?
do you know its real?

Should I let you know
how miserable it makes me
knowing you have to go,
and how time really hates me...

..And that just talking to you
for mere moments at a time...
and only the thought of you
still makes my face shine....

All things left unsaid
are things I guess I should say
to get them out of my head
to make me feel... okay ...