Poem 11

Thinking about you again,
That we are more than friends,
Yet im going round the bend,
Cause this feels like the end.
Sitting alone in the dark,
Walking through a sunny park,
Its all the same,
This is lame.
Cause now were going out,
I want to scream and shout,
Cause you wont even look at me,
Its like you cant hear me or see,
How much I need your smile,
And all the while,
Im waiting for you to say 'I love you',
But you never do.