The twinkle in his eyes
The way he looks at me.

No way to describe
Just what he does to me.

I want him so bad
But he'll never know.

I know that it's sad,
The emotions that I stow.

There's nothing I can do
When I see him smile like that.

Not quite ready to say, "I love you."
When I'm not the one his smile's directed at.

I see the way he looks at her
And that makes it clear

That she makes him feel fuller
Than I could ever wish to adhere.

I can't tell him how I feel
For he is in love with this girl.

What he has with her is genuine, and real.
Leaving me with nothing left to unfurl.

~a poem by Elizabeth Kay on loving someone who's already in love with another~