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kinkypoet3 -> Do you have any idea? (2/15/2015 3:55:33 AM)
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Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to see you every day and know that we can never be anything more than friends?
Do you have any idea what it does to me every time I see you smile?
Sometimes I think I may go mad with all of these feelings that I have to keep to myself.
I have no idea what it is about you that makes me want you so much, but the very first moment that I set eyes on you I knew that you had something special
There is something about your smile that makes me go week, the way you flick your hair sends butterflies through my stomach.
Do you have any idea how many times I have prayed that these feelings would be returned?
Sometimes I lay awake at night and I wonder if you are laying in somebody’s arms and I often wonder if you feel the same way about me, and how sad it would be if neither one of dare to make the first move, then I realize how crazy that sounds and that I am being a fool, to even think that a girl as special as you could ever have feelings for me. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?
Its hard to imagine that a day is going to come when I wont see you again, I know that you have long talked about leaving this place, and the thought of it makes me numb.
I know that there is nothing that I can say to make you say, and I know that you have to do this, and I am happy that you have found something to put a smile back on your face, because your smile always used to brighten up my day.
I know that you haven’t been happy here for a long time now; I know you were just treading water. This place was just your stepping-stone but I was never your rock.
I always tried to look out for you, to watch your back.
I always wanted to be the one that you turned too but I was never going to be that man.
Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?
The truth of the matter is I will never be brave enough to tell you how I really feel, and all I can do is stand by and watch you walk away.
I never even got the chance to hold your hand, or to walk with you on golden sands
I used to have this idea that one day I would get to hold you and you would see just how I felt about you without any words ever having to be spoken.
I have always lived with hope, but once you leave this place even hope will be gone.
Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?
Now I know beyond any doubt that you are never going to be my girl.
Do you have any idea how hard that is to take? Do you have any idea?
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