Unspoken Confessions

I really like your appearance, a lot.

When you came with your kindness, my heart becomes warm.

I really like you, I want to make you happy and feel loved.

I do always care about you.

I do always wonder how was your day.

You know I'm tired of putting up my expectations on person I know I could never had,

yet I'm too afraid to confess my feeling too.

What if you didn't have the same feelings?

What if (the worst case) you alread had 'someone' that more attractive, pretty, kind, or clever than me?

I'm too overthink, so I choose to be silent and did nothing.