The Problem With Watching And Waiting

He liked her. A lot.
He decided that
He would tell her that
Once he got up the courage to do so
But, for now, he was happy to watch
And wait
And be just friends
Even best friends, perhaps…
After all, he didn’t want his heart
Broken again.

And so, he watched
And waited
And was her best friend
Her confidante
Her buddy
They did everything together
They were inseparable
He let her tell him everything
And he told her everything too
…apart from how he felt about her.

He wanted to tell her so badly
There were times he nearly did
But he was afraid of being rejected
He knew if that line was crossed
There was no going back
It would ruin their perfect friendship
It would be awkward
To say the least
And so he kept quiet, watched
And waited.

And that was how he lost her
He watched as a stranger appeared
And became her friend
This person did and said everything
That he was too afraid to
This person was dauntless
He watched her being swept away
Off her feet by this stranger
Who clearly wasn’t about to watch
Or wait for anyone

He watched his hopes and dreams
Crumble and lay at his feet
He waited to hear the sound of
His heart breaking in two
He watched as two souls
Gave voice, unafraid
And found each other
He let her tell him everything
And he told her everything too
…apart from how he felt about her.

Because now it was too late…
Too late to watch and wait.

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AlyZen Moonshadow

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