I owe you an apology,
Because I know of your feelings for me.
Yet I treat you like my brother,
And with my feelings, you I bother.

Mostly you don’t say much,
But for a while I had a hunch.
I lead our conversations,
Often falling into the trap of persuasions.

Too often I told you of my feelings,
All the men who made me reeling.
Yours, you never disclosed,
Just once a poem to me you exposed.

I want to treat you fairly,
I can make it work just barely.
My loud emotions make you suffer,
It feels like I’m a soul crusher.

I never stop talking,
You just keep walking
Next to me in solitude,
May you feel my gratitude.