She Who is so far away,

Yet is standing next to me.

How can she not know?

Can she not hear the battle,

That rages in my heart like fire.

When I see her,

I am lost in her eyes.

I dream of what could be,

The passion that can never be.

The fire burns, torturing me,

With the hope that she feels the same.

But I will never utter a word,

That could betray the truth of my heart.