Confidence

My love for you is great
yet puny it might seem
'cause it's all stored away
at the back of my mind.

My admiration for you is mighty
yet childish,
people tell me.

My hope is overwhelming,
I can hardly think of anything.

I'm here in my room,
planning our wedding,
in my tiny room.

Yes,
you know me very well,
but just never seem to notice.

Yet my hope is overwhelming,
my confidence is little,
since you think your just a friend.

Maybe there is no hope.

Just forget you ever knew me.