Who knew that when my eyes met yours
feelings of joy and passion would be replaced with regret
whispered regrets that play in my mind
never knowing the things that touch your heart
and not knowing the feel of your touch
lips that once caressed mine
now speak words I do not want to hear
another now possesses the one who's haunted my thoughts
I accept that I will never share your days
or awaken in your arms
I've always looked in your eyes
and spoken polite, "correct" words
not the words in my heart
and not the words you may have needed to hear
in my quiet moments
I've acknowledged my feelings
and placed them on the back burner
honor and character are my badge
my regrets are my own
and not worthy of another glance
even as I write these words
I know my feelings are wrong
for I still want to know your touch
and be the one who touched your heart
did you know that 
I've 
admired 
you