Invisible Colors

You could have kissed me
You could have told me
No one could have known
How I wish I did

It was that loving month
In which it all started
But how was I left out?
You forgot to mention me

We could have made it
We could have been one
Instead of two strangers
Gazing at each other’s eyes

It wasn’t your fault
We were both too scared
You left
But I never stopped you

I wonder if I’ll ever see
The endless blue ocean
That lives in those crystals
Those precious stars
Ever again

I was wrong
You were wrong
But together
We were right

Will I ever be able to touch
That skin that floated by?
Will I ever be able to glance
At your cherubic face again?

I know I didn’t fight for you
But I wish you had for me
I wish those crystals would have looked back
And shown me their true colors

Now only time will tell
Only the future has the answer
To the fatal question
Of what would have been
And what might be

Without knowing it
You soldiered on
But I noticed your march
And saw wings

Without knowing it, you broke it
But it’s better to know
That we had an invisible something
Than believe we had nothing

From here, I have invisible tears
For our invisible selves
And only prayers that you come back
To make us see each other

Transparent hearts
How tiring
Secret glances
How frustrating

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It all started with a gorgeous girl at my school who was leaving when the year ended. I thought she was really pretty, but I thought she didn't like me and I thought it wouldn't go anywhere, so I made nothing of it. On May 31st (the day after the last day of school), she sends me a message over the internet and tells me she liked me since February. She said she never told me because every day she thought "no, today isn't the right day" and on graduation day she looked for me but didn't have much luck. On the last day of school, I left early and she saw me leaving and wanted to say she liked me but she was already crying from the emotion of moving so she decided against it. I was so shocked with this news that I thought it was a joke at first. I had to read the message multiple times before I took it in, and I... overreacted. I cried and thought that if she had told me, we could have had something. I even wrote another poem. But that's another poem for another post.