Petals

False pretense;
Acted strong,
Stood tall,
Spoke aloud,
Smiled wide,
Boasted around,
Laughed historically,
Walked through.

Truth?
None of the above.
But what lies below;

Inner rebel,
Hid low,
Random tears,
Silent mopping,
Mood swinging,
Standing still.

Yeap.
I've been here,
not an inch further,
from how I felt,
about you,
since forever.

Even forever,
seems short.

I wish,
to turn all these,
that I felt,
into petals,
to be sent to you,
and let you know,
that yes,
I've been here,
all along.