I want to hug you out of the blue,

but I won't because I'm afraid of what you'll do.

I want to say "I love you" every time you leave,

but I won't because I'm afraid of what it'll lead.

I want to give you compliments every day,

but I won't because I'm afraid of what you'll say.

Maybe I feel something more,

it's a thought I try to ignore.

I don't know why I feel this way,

but I guess it's something that'll never change.