I wonder if he likes me as well.

I hear that he does from friends and others.

I want to believe it's true.

I am in love.

 

I pretend he's already mine.

I feel my hear break everytime I look into his eyes.

I touch his shoulder to comfort him when he needs it.

I worry I'm failing in love, yet,

I am in love.

 

I understand I am in love.

I say I want to tell him.

I dream about what could be.

I try to let him know.

I hope to get the nerve, because,

I am in love.