Watching you dance alone in the dark. Wishing I had the courage to dance with you. Knowing you would never say yes. You would most likely be kind, but the answer would always be no.
Go for it say my friends. They don’t know. They aren’t in love with you. They don’t know what I know. It will never happen.
This longing is killing me. The agony must be relieved. The source of this pain must be destroyed. I’m sorry that I have to do this. Forgive me. You’d never say yes. I will cry at your funeral. I promise.