You said, "Tell me a secret.". At the moment, I was stunned to say what my secret was. You said, "I will wait.". But every time We got together I would see in your face that you are waiting for me to tell you and each time I see you, it comes ever closer for me to tell you it. And when you smile at me it is at the tip of my tongue wanting to be told to you. My secret is  I'm in love with you. I love you, M-----.

I dreamt about you. You came back to visit. I was really happy to see you again. I saw you were surrounded by friends. Then I found you alone. I went up to you. You ha your pretty smile on your face. "Hi." "Hi." We hugged. I felt love. "How are you?" "I'm good. I . . . I missed you." "I missed you too." We hugged again. We started walking. Tell her you love her, my mind said. "[  ]." You looked at me. "Yes?" "I love you. I'm in love with you." You seemed to hesitate. "Richard, I . . . I don't feel that way. Well not exactly. I mean I do love you just not completely romantically." I was feeling love being with you, but also some heartbreak by you not saying it back the right way. I waited for you to the start talking again about your feelings. I was still feeling we could be together somehow. "If you hadn't moved away then could we have been together?" "Yes." I couldn't control myself. I kissed you. "I love you," I told you again. Your response was lovely. You kissed me back. We parted. We were looking at one another. A pretty smile on your beautiful face. "I'll come back," you said. I smiled at that, at you. Then I woke up.
I felt the love that I have for you during the dreams and after I wake up from these sweet dreams.

What is doubt? Is it good? Is it bad? It makes thinking more difficult than it already is. Does the doubt help when you try to come up with the decision or choice? Does it impede your thoughts about the subject you're thinking about? Is it a friend sometimes? Is it a foe? Does it keep you from making the choice you want to make? Does it freeze your mind and block out the other possible outcomes and answers? Let doubt in or do you keep it away from your thoughts and actions? I think I don't like doubt.

We spar. Not verbally, but physically. I look at you. You're very beautiful. I get distracted by you, by your beauty. Sometimes I forget my own movements. You have a grace in your movements. I also get distracted by that. I saw a smile on your face. When you see that I am distracted by you. Then you strike. You aim for my heart. Sometimes you hit it. Sometimes you don't hit it. But it feels like it's been hit every time. And when I look at you. At your beautiful face and I see your smile then you know you always hit me in the heart every time.

I'm thinking about a woman I know. I like her. We see each other once in a while. I could message her. I could write, "Hi. I want to see you again.". I could write, "Can I see you again? Soon? Really soon? PLEASE.". I could write, "Let's get together and go do something? I miss you.". Then I think about her and I get mixed emotions and mixed feelings about her - about us. I do like her. I do miss her. I do want to see her and hang out again with her. But I also feel that it's probably better than I don't see her again for another while. That I don't message her again for the time being. Because I don't know what she feels about me. And I think it's better to keep space between us? For us to figure out us. Or is it? Would be better if I just message her and tell her, "I want to see you again.". Then tell her what I feel. Then see what she says and what her reaction to me is going to be.  I don't know what to do about her.

Preface: I wrote some poems. I let the woman who inspired them read them. Haven't heard from her.

Did I do something wrong? Did I say something bad? Was it the poems? Was that too much for you to read? I didn't write them for you (Well, not entirely exactly.). Yes, I thought about you then I wrote them. Were you - are you disturbed by them? By in fact, my feeling about you? I think about going down to see you to explain myself. To get your thoughts about it. Just to see you, period.
Why haven't I heard from you? I really truly hope that I didn't do anything wrong by you - to you. I know my feelings and poems were - are unwarranted, but I needed to tell you know. I needed to tell you know about the poems. I needed to tell you.
Please tell me if I did anything wrong. Please keep talking to me.
I'm afraid of you - of you telling me that you don't want to keep talking to me. Or see me. And that is something that I don't want to happen.
You really don't have the time to reply. But if  you do have the time to reply. You're sorting out your thoughts about it - about me.

I think about you. I think about your pretty smile on your equally pretty face. I like you. I feel my love for you, Rose. I love you, Rose.