Sunflower: I tell him, I tell him not

The petals on this flower count my
Wishes that my dreams would be real
To feel your hands in mine
To feel your heart beneath my resting head
As we gazed at the countless stars

Oh, those
Sweet dreams they are
But also so terribly cruel

And, yes, I do know
If I could tell you of my feelings
My dreams would have the chance to become true

The fear of rejection keeps me silent
For if never spoken
There hopes can never be tried

The sun in my world would never gray
And the warm nights would not be ruined
By what you might say

Everything in my dreams…
My delicate world is so unstable
Too afraid am I to allow even you inside

For if my ground would begin to shake
My sky would crumble and the stars would fall
Because of the petals of a sunflower
My dreams would be ruined
And my heart would suffer