by Riglen M
He looks at me from across the room,
And I swear my heart jumps over the moon.
In a split second he sees through my complexities,
And smiles at me despite my reluctancies.
With him black and white becomes colour,
But I sit here in silence with my love undiscovered.
We laugh at the humour that only we understand,
And the songs that free our hearts by our favourite bands.
I'm so scared to admit I'm in love with him,
For it feels like a love this good has to be a sin.
But who am I to think I could be worthy of his love,
For I am merely a pest, a Raven, not a dove.
So I'll sit alone in a silence that eats at my heart,
And pretend I've made the right choice and that I'm being smart.
But I know that my lack of confidence and courage,
Will only end with a stationary friendship with the power to flourish.
For love is a master piece and an art,
But only if you pick up the brush and make a start.
If only I could use my own words of wisdom,
Maybe I could free my heart of its self-doubt prison.