It sounds cliché, but this is what I feel now, I’m tired of denial, tired of the vow To keep my heart in quiet restraint, Tired of fighting, but I can't complain. It hurts—this silence I wear so well, Each unspoken word, a quiet hell. I know you don’t feel the same way, I know you look at others, while I stay In the shadows, just an ordinary face, Busy with friends, lost in life’s pace. I’m not unique, not someone who shines, Not the girl you’d notice between the lines. I know I’m not what you’d find intriguing, Just another soul, wandering, fleeting. And if you ever feel like a homebody yapper, You’re wrong—I see so much more than chatter. Haven’t you felt it in the way I look at you? You’re not ordinary—you’re someone true. You’re cool, amazing, with depths I admire, Talented, kind, with a quiet fire. You’re more than perfect, just being you, No need for change, no need for something new. I know I was quiet when we first met, It’s because I was nervous, not sure how to forget The...