I see you every day,
From a distance, just a glance,
And every time you\u2019re near,
My heart skips like it\u2019s in a dance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You\u2019re the first thought in the morning,
The last before I sleep,
But my feelings stay hidden,
Locked in a place too deep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stumble over words,
When you\u2019re standing close to me,
Afraid that if I speak,
You\u2019ll see right through to what could be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s silly, I suppose,
To let my heart race this way,
But how do I tell you,
What I can\u2019t even say?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I imagine a thousand scenarios,
Where I finally find the nerve,
But then I see your smile,
And my courage starts to curve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What if you don\u2019t feel the same?
What if you just walk away?
The fear of losing what we have
Keeps my confession at bay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, I keep it to myself,
This crush I can\u2019t outgrow,
Hoping that somehow,
Maybe you already know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But until then, I\u2019ll be here,
Hiding behind my shy grin,
Dreaming of the moment
When I might let you in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because the truth is, I care,
More than I can show,
But for now, it\u2019s safer
If you don\u2019t know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, I\u2019ll stay in the shadows,
Where my feelings can\u2019t fall apart,
Carrying this secret crush
In the quiet of my heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking shadow poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I see you every day,From a distance, just a glance,And every time you\u2019re near,My heart skips like it\u2019s in a dance. You\u2019re the first thought in the morning,The last before I sleep,But my feelings stay hidden,Locked in a place too deep. I stumble over words,When you\u2019re standing close to me,Afraid that if I speak,You\u2019ll see […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2494,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,25,98],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/pexels-photo-8419214.jpeg?fit=1880%2C1253&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2496,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/the-fear-of-telling-you-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2493,"position":0},"title":"The Fear of Telling You by walking shadow poetry.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"August 28, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"I see you every day,Your smile so bright and warm,And every time our eyes meet,My heart takes on a storm. 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