I know you're hurting,
I know you're confused,
But I like you.
I know that you know,
I was there when you heard,
But no matter.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
But arround you,
I cover that sleeve.
I wish it could work,
I wish I could tell you,
But I won't.
Not only are we seperated
By an immeasurable distance,
But a measurable one as well.
It'll never happen,
There is nothing there,
But I can dream.
So I'll speak through my pen,
And enjoy your coversation,
But no more.

No more.