I want to say that I love you.

But I can't, because the truth is, I don't.

Sometimes I wish I did, though.

I think I could learn to if we had the chance.

You haven't noticed me yet, have you?

Still, I can't put on a show for you anymore.

I don't know, but I wish I could say I do.

I joke about obsessing, but it's too real to be funny.

Every time I see you, I want to say something.

Why don't I? Why can't I tell you?

Because God doesn't want me to.

At least, not today.

Will I ever be able to love you?

Seeing you walk away will hurt for a while.

Jesus will heal me.

Someday, maybe He'll bring you back.

I wish you the best.

Your girl will be blessed beyond imagination.

Now it's time to say good-bye.

I just wish we had the chance to say hello.