H.B

You stand two feet in front of me,
But your heart lies a light year away.
Between us stands this Plexiglas window,
I’ve been trying to break it every day.

To tie back the hands on the clock of lost fate,
Perhaps I could show my desire.
But I’ve lost that string, and torn the thread of true love,
From bliss, I’ve made plans to retire.

You’re my Dorian Gray, you enlighten my life,
And bring visions of unflagging glee.
But your sight shows the truth of my anguish and woe,
In my journey for you, H.B.

I’ve been trying to write this, for days, maybe weeks,
But my words wisped away with the tears.
Living without you is a plague worse than cancer,
Guess I’ll be sick after senior year.

When you pass by in the halls, I can’t look at your face,
I’m afraid that my feelings show through.
The sound of your voice is a loud, shrill reminder,
That I will never be loved by you.

The boat of faith has been pierced by reality,
And now lies at the floor of life’s sea.
No diver can reach it; it’s a dream unattainable,
All because I love you, H.B.