Friends? Or more?

His love is unconditional,

but mine always changes

I want to tell him how I feel

But my heart can't say a word around him

They say "the truth hurts"

But they also say you get what you give

I know it gave pain

I know it felt good to let it all out,

But it felt like the world was slipping out of colour

His love makes me feel like a god

But mine, it's a lie,

I call him every night, but forget him as the sun rises,

Everyday is new

Shouldn't every man be new?

These questions run in my head

But I haven't told him yet

His love is true

Can I see it?