The Words Not Spoken

I have watched you from near for so long;
Shared my deepest thoughts, my greatest fears.
Though I may not always have been able to answer your questions;
I like to think I did help.
For you helped me many times as well.

You have held a place in my heart a place for some time now;
I have wanted to tell you, but feared your rejection.
Not just for I would not have you;
But the side effect of what it could do to your friendship.
Now with all my thoughts swarming as one;
I sit and wonder if it was a waste nah a lose to have held back.

You see yourself as plan, yet you are so much more.
You are beautiful, smart, funny and caring.
Those who know you are drawing to your light;
Your very essence.
I know if you read this you will chalk it to insanity.
Please, don't dismiss my words or me without looking at what is there.

I know my timing and stupidity;
Have probably lessened your opinion of me.
As it has mine of my self;
This is not some joke or a game.
This is me saying all that I dared not say.

Tomorrow is a new day.
Perhaps in a new light we might share a moment;
One pure and joyous.
For now I will quietly wait as always;
Trembling with fear that terrorfies my very soul.
A world without you, is not worth being in.
I wish no discomfort to come between us.
If you feel not as I do or care not travel the road?
Say your wish and I will follow.
To simple stay as we are;
Or to glance the future and see what might be.

Either way I will oblige;
I know of the errors of both our not so distant realtions.
I do not want to see us ever end as those.
I would sooner we miss our chance then end completely.
So think on this for now, do not rush your thoughts.
I will be here till then, as always waiting in silence.

By Brad Campbell
April 11, 2004