When I am alone, I can't help thinking about my special friend. He is nice and very thoughtful to me. I love him and know he likes me. But I also know that I am just his special friend. One day, when I was on the train, something in my mind popped. I may have been weary with unrequited love. If, if he says he doesn't like me...... could I forget him ? No, I can't...I want to... but I don't want to...

This is the first time I've submitted a poem. I am Japanese, and it is very difficult for me to write a poem in English. So that I tried to made it simple like the Japanese traditional poems.

There is a line between you and me. It is very thin but when I try to cross, it turns into a wide and rough line. I shouldn't cross, I can't cross. Because I know that I am one of your friends. I want to say "I love you" a thousand times, but I can't. Because I know I am just your friend.