silent_truth Sonya If only they knew how much I notice about them. If only they knew how much I adore and treasure. If only they knew how much they hurt me with their beauty and friendship. I observe more than they will ever realize. I know more than I let on. I speak volumes through my silence, and still, both of them haven't the slightest idea about what composes me. I fear they shall find out one day, and their observations would lead them away from me forever. This fear can conquer my courage, but it can never rob me of my hopes. They are what I strive to be. 020102 what's it to you? who go blather from