You quiet cracking

When you realized that
Someone you see almost daily
And interact with almost as much
Has somehow touched your heart
By just trying to do their best
As a human being–
I can see the sadness in your eyes
As you try to concentrate on
Whatever you’re doing
As you realize this will not end
Like the fairy tales you like to write
Or the shows you like to watch–
I can see how at first you hid
What you started feeling
Your face as still as water
But looking closely
I can see the ripples form
As you realize that someone
Is becoming special to you
And you cannot stop it–
There is no practicality
To what you’re feeling
And you know this too
There can be no follow through
From what you’re feeling
No following up
From what was beginning
And still you’re considering
Giving your heart its due–
“Never mind what happens next”
I can hear you confess
Though that makes things a mess
Because you are exhausted
Of hiding
Your heart-stained sleeve
Of abiding with
The precious the pretentious
Status quo
Like you’ve done many times before–
I can see you in deep thought
Trying to figure out the best route
Out of the labyrinth you’re trapped in
No matter which path you choose
You think you will lose
Because what you had with them
Before your heart skipped a beat
Wasn’t messy but neat
Pure and unstained
Because you were trying
To be kind and supportive
Nothing more nothing less–
I can feel the crushing burden
Your awakened heart has now placed on you
Your calm disturbed and
Undistracted moments now so few
Your focus has dulled
From having to repeatedly deflect
Cupid’s barrage of arrows
I can hear you whisper
When you’re alone
“Please make it stop”–
As the days become
Weeks become
Months become
You dread time becoming
Without your special someone knowing
What you have been feeling
All this time
Yes their ignorance is their bliss
But you begin to wonder
If anyone has noticed
You are not the same
That you have fallen
And don’t know how to get up
Or whether you should even try–
Now you have said
What you needed to say
Consequences be damned
And you start thinking
Of the times before your special someone
Wasn’t special at all
When they gave you a compliment
Treated you kindly
And now you wonder
After you’ve confessed
Whether your special someone
Will act the same as before
Because you placed them
In an impossible situation
Of showing kindness support
Even love
Without being in love–
As the days become
Weeks become
Months become
You dread time becoming
Since your special someone knowing
What you have been feeling
All this time
They know your truth
And every time you now see them
And everything they do
And every word they say
Seems to come from
A different place
Who they are now
Has been revised
Or are you feeling guilty
For sharing
Your awakened heart’s burden
With them?