Sometimes I don't know what to write
Words won't come
I'll try to write about him
How I feel about him
And fail in the worst way.
He doesn't know what I've written about him
Which is for the best
I could never do him justice.

Words fail me even now
Nothing is good enough for him
I try to describe the blue of his eyes
The way they lit up over a joke
His easy smile
The way it touched his whole face
I can't put into words the feeling he gave me
Just standing next to him
How can I explain the blondness of his hair
The blue shirt that brought out his eyes

Sometimes I try to put feelings into words
Writing fake people in books
But it never comes out right
My feelings for him covering every page
A perfect writer wouldn't even capture
Just how I felt about him

Words fail to describe the pain
Pain of realizing he doesn't want me
They fail worse to describe the regret
Regret for how I felt
How could I have felt so deeply about a man
A man that barely acknowledged my existence?