Being a friend in the nicest way is what you’re good at;
And I know that being a friend is all you can offer to a guy like me.
And that’s fine with me.
I think being your friend is something anyone should be proud of.
Imagine having someone like you, a sweet and caring person;
Imagine me, given the chance to meet you and to know you more every time we have this exciting kinda conversation;
And imagine us, sharing unforgettable moments, singing songs and taking selfies.
Well, that’s all I ever wanted to do.
But my heart just can’t get enough of you.
I’ve been missing you more often.
I long to see you.
Your face just pops up in my mind most of the time;
It’s like my brain has your photos sorted in an album, ready for a slide show.
I try real hard not to be so clingy when it comes to you but I often fail.
I sometimes find myself staring at you;
gazing straight into your eyes and enjoying the most beautiful view,
–your face.
You have no idea how I am stunned with those dimples displayed in the corner of the smile you wear.
You don’t know how amazed I am with that beautiful personality of yours;
The way you handle things, treat your friends and give advice;
Which sometimes makes me forget that I am older.
Yes, I may be ahead in years but you have taught me many things.
You have been an inspiration to me ever since.
There’s just something in you that makes me want to stay.
You’re so precious that even showing me your bad sides and imperfections won’t ever change my mind.
No, not even a bit.
I always wonder why you’re so special to me;
But I guess there are no reasons at all.
I’ve always wanted to tell you how lovely you are;
But I can’t, knowing what you’ve got is no ordinary beauty;
The kind of beauty that even you, yourself don’t realize.
I want you to know how much I admire you;
That I am falling for you more and more each day;
And that I unintentionally surpassed the infatuation I had for you.
But I can’t.
And I won’t.
I may be itching to clear my intentions on you, but I won’t.
I may have done it with other girls I’ve liked before, but with you I won’t.
It may sound unfair but bear with me, it’s the least I can do;
I will not confess my feelings for you.
I will not let these three little words slip off my tongue.
I will not tell you the truth about where this is all coming from.
You may have noticed it through my actions and half-meant punchlines, but I still won’t.
My eyes may have revealed it to you, but I have no plan confessing anything to you.
And I won’t plan.
No, Not yet.
You may think that I’m just being a coward;
Afraid of what you might say.
Well, yes I am;
I’m actually afraid you might just reject me.
But believe me, that’s not the only reason.
I can’t tell you yet, ’cause I ain’t better yet.
I’m not yet the better version of myself;
I just started;
I’m still in progress.
I can’t just say the words “I love you” whenever I feel like saying it.
Those words are so powerful, so I have to seal them and keep it forbidden.
I know I won’t be able to prove it to you unless I have proved it to myself.
I just want you to feel it before even hearing it.
I just want to focus on building myself first.
To invest before I confess;
Invest time and effort trying to be the person you deserve;
Man up and have the boldness, a real man possesses;
And have a clear view of my intentions before finally confessing my feelings for you.
I don’t know how long it will take, but I’ll wait.
I’m not sure where our paths will take us, but I’ll find you.
I’m not against you spending time with other guys, but please don’t forget me.
Just know that I’ll get jealous, but will try not to get in their way;
I’ll get pissed off, but will try hard not to show it to you;
I’ll get hurt, but will try to remain silent
–reminding myself that I am just a friend;
I’ll be worried, but will try not to overreact;
I’ll miss you, but will try not to be super clingy
–knowing that I have my limitations;
I need you, but I’ll try not to want you so bad;
I love you,
but I can’t tell you yet.
This is my way of giving you the respect you deserve.
This is my way of saying you are worth the wait.
I don’t mind losing thousands of chances if it means having a sure one in God’s perfect timing.
