Love Story Unborn...

That moment when we were comparing our heights and
I was clearly so much taller than you, but only momentarily
You thought about coming closer to me and
See how much difference there was
I saw that thought come through your head and
Leave a small trace
I could tell from that pause you held, that small hesitance of yours
Stopped my breath for just a second
Only a short second, but long enough to matter.
Long enough to make a difference. 
I wish you did come closer
And break that delicate barrier of this budding friendship
And took me in
Embraced me
Gave a small kiss against my neck 
That would have changed it all
Wouldn’t that have been so wonderfully romantic?

I know it won’t happen.
I know you won’t take that leap
Because I know you don’t feel the way I do
About us.
 What a shame
What a waste of one-way emotions… 
We would have written a novelette together
A short, sweet one at that. 
I mourn for that unborn story
The story waiting to be lived and told

But it won’t happen
Or it already did in my head
But realization is not its fate. 
What a tragedy it is
For the unborn…