Hopeful

I am hopeful of things to come.
I am hopeful of how things will turn out between us.
I am hopeful of how my heart will swell,
when you tell me you feel the same.

I shouldn't jump to conclusions,
but I have a feeling this will work out.
I shouldn't jump to conclusions,
but I have faith in us.
I have faith that everything
will be okay.

It's hard to believe that
we've gotten so far in our friendship.
It's hard to believe that
you could mean so much to me.
It's hard to believe that
once more, I fell so hard
and yet so fast for you.

Things may not turn out pretty,
we may not be friends after this becomes more,
it may become awkward,
harsh words may be said,
but I don't care because
I'd be happy that I had you at all.

I sit, day after day,
and daydream of what could be.
I sit and daydream of the kind of couple we would be.
I sit and daydream of what this experience would be like,
and imagine how things could turn out,
in the near future.

I know you may not feel the same,
or you may not want to admit your feelings,
but someday, I will open you up.
I will open you up, to your feelings,
to the idea of us being a couple,
to the idea of being more than "just friends."

It may take a year,
it may take months,
it may take forever, but
I don't care,
as long as I have you.

I am hopeful of things to come.
I am hopeful of how things will turn out between us.
I am hopeful of how my heart will swell,
when you tell me you feel the same.