I’m not in love with you,
Although I think of you often.
I’m not in love with you,
Even though I long to hear you.
I spend time daily in my mind
Dreaming and thinking of you.
It’s like I feel deep within my heart
That you might be the one for me.
But my cynical and pessimistic mind
Refuses to even consider a notion,
Or daydream a fantasy that you could
Truly and deeply adore and love me.
My mind and my heart will not mesh.
I refuse to budge and let my guard down,
For I know that cold and darkness lurks
Whenever you trust someone too much.
*sigh*
I’m not in love with you,
Although I think of you often.
I’m not in love with you,
Even though I long to hear you.
I think again about our connection
And the peaceful feelings that wrap
Around me after we meet or talk,
And I wonder will it ever be for me.
We care for and about each other,
I sense it and feel it in your touch,
You respect and you treat me well
We get along as friends and lovers.
My darling I wish I could tell you
How much I love you so much,
But my fear of heartache and pain
Will hold me back from speaking.
If you could visualize my thoughts
You’d see yourself next to many hearts
Even though our situations aren’t easy,
We’re still pushing on steady and strong.
I’m not in love with you,
Although I think of you often.
I’m not in love with you,
Even though I long to hear you.
–by Maria Mocha © 2006