"The letter I wrote too late" By Ben Goode 2018 (c)

I look back now wishing I had of told you.
At school you were the only reason, I looked forward to going.
To see your smile every day.
Made me happy in every-way.
I wished I had the courage to say I liked you.
Too shy myself. I hesitated in fear of rejection.
Afraid of scaring off someone so precious and trusting.
You liked me, and I loved that. 
I never dared say. 
Afraid of those famous last words.
"I only want you as a friend."
And I didn't want to lose you. 
When you spoke to me I could feel my heart beat faster.
You were so beautiful. And I wanted to hold your hand.
Just to feel a little closer. 
I write this now so easily. And I would say it to you now.
But too late. Time has taught me that lesson so many times.
You will always be in my memories. 
As that beautiful woman I still know.
And I hope this admission, doesn't make you now go.
You will always be dear to me. 
Just knowing you are still my friend. 
Means more than you'll ever know.