I know that time is passing, yet I could not open my mouth when I had the chance.
I had the chance to tell you just how I feel about you.
But I did not dare take a chance.
I missed what I hoped for.
But it still feels strange.
To that night happened.
But does not mean anything more.
For me kindled hope.
One flame as a few weeks later was blown out.
I tried.
And you should understand.
I know how others can be.
Me too, for that matter.
But I do not think I would do so.
If it did not matter.
I would save it for someone important.
Someone who means something.