A Confession Poem by Madeleine Wolf

I have a confession
That has been under suppression.
My true feeling was not confusion.
It was all an illusion.

When I asked you how I felt,
My heart you could have possibly melt.
Your response was a good one, though,
Because it set me free and let my feelings go.

You see, I lied.
Because I tried and tried
To keep my feelings deep inside
And put them aside.

I had a crush,
Yes, it was on you.
Whenever you walked in,
I hid a blush.

Your seat was conveniently
Right in front of me.
You, I’d always see
And think of fondly.

I’d wonder if your actions,
Facial expressions,
And questions
Were reactions
Of feelings of indiscretion.

I thought
That you were flirting,
And it made me distraught.
It turned out I was the one doing the hurting.

You ended up not feeling the same,
And I felt shame.
On myself, I put the blame
For creating that small flame.

That small flame
Of hope and desire
That eventually, turned into a fire.
That flame I tried to tame.