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As I sit here I wonder,

when did things change?

When did i start to see you in this way, 

We've been friends for years now, 

I guess I've been fighting it off, 

ignoring these feelings,

willing them to stop, 

but my will is too weak,

when it comes to you, 

And I'm hoping that this is how you see me too, 

because you make me smile, 

even when nothing is said, 

lately thoughts of you have taken over my head,

And i'm not sure where it's headed,

this infatuation,  

or what i'm supposed to do,

in this type of situation,

i know that you're busy,

and that i can respect, 

all i ask is that you

start to think of me instead, 

Because someday, someday, 

I will stand there before you, 

and confess all these feelings, 

tell you that i adore you, 

but that time isn't now, 

soon, soon but not yet, 

I'm going away for months,

hoping you don't forget, 

the nights that we spent counting stars, 

making wishes from afar, 

because still i dream of future days, 

when your eyes only look my way, 

when i'm the one making you smile, 

we just need to survive these trials..