Do Your Part

I have a plan.
It involves you and me and the rest of our lives.
This is how I plan to carry it out.
I will be your friend.
I will be kind and conscientious and genuine.
I will wait for the opportune moment, and
I will let that moment pass.
We will part.
We will keep in touch for a time.
We will live our lives, unaffected by the other, and
We will remember each other fondly.
But you will never know how much I love you.
How often I have wished to tell you, but that would ruin everything.
You are perfectly imperfect, in your wizened innocence.
You are a padded sledgehammer to my chest
Your beauty is captivating and distracting.
But you linger, in my vision and in my heart.
I only ask you to do your part.
The one who got away needs to get away.
Is that so hard?