Confession

We met,
we hung out.
I left,
you came back after awhile.

We both grew up so much,
that is why I liked you then.
Something happened between us
and it was down hill from there.

A month before you left for the Air Force,
we both confessed out feelings to each other.
Although you are gone, we talked again and heard your voice
and I think I still like you.

I don't really know if you like or miss me,
but I just know as of right now I'm happy.
I don't care if I keep my feelings to myself,
I'm just happy liking you from afar.

I'm hopful that when you come back for the holidays
something, atleast a little, will spark.
Even if something doesn't happen,
I'm happy being your friend.