Going through the pictures
Of what used to be,
I stumbled on the feelings
Of what I used to see.
I hid what I couldnt say,
Afraid of what I’d hear.
Now I’m filled with regrets
That I could have held you near.
I don’t think you’d remember
We almost had something there,
Long forgotten over time,
We’d have made quite a pair.
I wrote you a long letter,
Revealing all my deepest thoughts
But I couldn’t send it,
Fear of rejection leaving me frought.
The only thing I can say,
Though it’s nothing new,
I ended it by writing,
P.S. I love you.