Undelivered Letter

She sits in front of a blank page
trying to think of something meaningful to say
biting her nails so nervously as she decides,
she's scared of the words he might not say
when she presses her pen to paper, she
slowly feels all the failed attempts to
say how she feels slip away.

Chewing on her bottom lip is a nervous tick.

She writes of how he encourages her and
gives her the strength to look foward to a
new day with the possibility of being close
to him giving her chills as her cheeks turn
rather rosy at that school girl thought;
she writes of the times she tried so hard
to hint to him that he's her crush.

He should have been able to tell by her actions.

She continues to write about shared conversations
and laughter that seemed to go on for hours
she tries to think of a good way to conclude
the hardest letter she's ever written, but nothing
seems to fit the truth behind the fear and courage
it took to finally tell him all these unspoken things;
so all she could seem to write was a single phrase.

"You're perfect to me no matter what anyone else believes."

She puts the letter into an envelope with beautiful
cursive writing she writes his name on the front,
she slides it into her favorite book staring at it all
night long wondering if feeling scared of his reaction
is so wrong; the worst thing that she knew he could
say is that he doesn't think of her that way; placing
the letter in a shoebox beneath her bed.

Some things are better left unsaid...