My love for you is patient. It waits in hope that one day it can be fully expressed but has no expectations. My love for you is permanent. It has never faded over time but continues to grow like a seed budding to become a flower nurtured by tears and warmth.
My love wants your happiness, but knows that happiness is not given only received. My love hurts when you suffer and is concerned with potential anguish you may experience.
In the same moment of time, my love for you knows the greatest joy and ecstasy being in your presence and the deepest sorrow and pain from not being fully realized. From the beginning there has been only two possibilities: mutual love between us or being permanently alone.
And so I wait in hopes that my love can be fully expressed and that I will not be permanently alone without you.
Ladies. Okay I couldn't have written this if it weren't true. Question: Do I stand to gain or loose anything sharing it with the person. The feelings are known to her but not returned by her. 
Adding your comment:
Take care, Sandy This was a BEAUTIFUL POEM
and awww she does not return it 
