My Shelf of Dreams
by Sarah J Beara
Friday, November 29, 2002
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I can't express,
When I see you around her.
I see her hug you, and you hug her back,
I really can't explain, why I can't relax.
It's never been like this between you and me,
I just wish you could look into my eyes and see,
That even though she wants you, I want you even more.
Not telling you my feelings, becomes a daily chore.
I haven't told anyone about you, and I don't plan to make that so,
I just hope, that this poem will show,
How much I care for you, how much I hate that I can't have you to myself,
So for now I'll put you on my shelf,
My shelf of dreams where all my dreams go,
All the dreams that I'm afraid to show.