A thousand hidden messages
are still not enough words.
Such a simple phrase and yet
it's caught behind shaded eyes.
One day I'll really tell you
how much I love you.
Maybe it's not true love,
but I'm still waiting
after two long months
for you to turn us around.
And I'm sacrificing someone's trust
for you to hold me only occasionally.
And the torture of watching
you two always together
has torn me apart for weeks.
But one day you'll know
how much you mean to me.
I'll share all these dreams,
and how I don't want to let you go.
My only fear is of that one day
being just one day too late.
At least then you'll know
I really love you.
