I want to tell you how I feel

I want to tell you how I feel.

I want to say it out loud

I want to say it as if I was proud.

I want to tell you how I feel.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

I want to spend the rest of my days with you.

I want to tell you how I feel.

I want you to see me for me.

I want you to know me for me.

I want to tell you how I feel.

I can’t speak the words in my mind.

No matter how deep I search, a reason cannot exist.

It’s as if God will not allow it.

I want to speak my words to you.

Knowing that you won’t understand.

I want to tell you how I feel.

Knowing that you won’t feel the same.

I want nothing more than you.

I want to be understood.

I want you to understand me.

I want to tell you how I feel.

Not in terms of love or romance.

I want to tell you about my life.

I want to speak about my past, present and future.

My life. My goals. My Ambitions.

I want to tell you about them.

I want to speak about them to you.

I want you to understand them.

I want you to know of the current me.
Not to judge the past me.

Not expect the future me.

I want to tell you how I feel

I want to tell you how I fell for you.

Knowing I shouldn’t.

Like forbidden fruit.

I want to tell you how I feel.

I want to tell you that I love you.

Yet I know I cannot have you.
I want to tell you that I love you.

I want to tell you how I feel.