It was not a love story,
But it was my story,
Still I could not play the main role,
I liked staring at you from a distance,
Unaware that one day this distance will increase to an extend
where
I cannot see you anymore,
Why couldn't I confess?
Sometimes afraid of being rejected,
Sometimes Unsure about my own feelings, Waited for the perfect movement
which actually never came....
© jhimi