I will stare at the moon and weep,
Because I will never have the courage to tell him..
I will just watch from afar as he stares at the girl of his dreams.
I will laugh with him as he prepares for his first date,
And cry with him when his heart gets broken.
I will nurture him and heal his pain. Then see him off again
And when he needs someone to hold on during his dark moments i will be there
I will stare at the sun thankful for the new day
but my heart will break when he finds someone to love.. and he will never know
thanks to Bad Beef for helping me with the poem. This poem was inspired by the hypothetical questions Bad beef and me was discussing :)