Now what?

Will you ever see me, for more then just a friend?
Is there hope that I am a match for somebody?
Listen closely, my hearts jumping to touch you.
Frustration build as I realize I am defeated.

Your heart is still breaking but I have brought the tape.
I will take your broken pieces and make them whole.
Let me tie and string the beating muscle as one.
Then maybe it will realize my heart is it's only match.

For you I will still rings like a bell inside my head.
Tears developing near my lids as I picture you singing.
Singing for me everyone else has disappeared, if only.
If only you and me were alone as you sang so lovely.

Your voice grips my heart and pleads to take over,
sure enough it does and I am left gasping for more.
Do you still picture her at night when you sing,
or is it me you want to picture smiling up at you?

Do you wonder if I think of you, do you think of me?
Do we lye at night thinking of each other at the same time?
Mystery, fill me and question, for I will never know.
Tell me sweet secret, I love you, now what?