Feelings of my imagination

There was always something I wanted to tell you,
but I never had the guts to say.
Every time I looked at you,
I'd always turn away.

I know that you have same feelings.
Just as I have to you.
I don't want to hear it,
That you'll say our love ain't true.

Every time we shared our moments,
Every time we shared our laughs,
Every time we had the chances,
I'd always make the pass.

There was a time,
when I believed,
that you didn't care for me.
But now I know,
Each time I do,
Causes me more misery

When You share more love,
When you share more cries,
you begin to share your heart to me.

This is all apart,
of my imagination.
apart from you and me,
How can I believe that this is meant to be?

As I much as I wanted to tell you,
I didn't have the breath to say.
But believe me when I whisper,
"I love you to this very day."

*Edit: July 8th, 2006*