The Boy.

The Boy whom I sneaked shy glances at,
The Boy who tinkled his way into my consciousness.
The Boy with whom I waited at the bus stop,
The Boy who grew up and drew close to me.
The Boy who once called, texted or chatted with me for hours daily.
The Boy who invited me to shop for an apartment with him.
The Boy who leant forward with The Gift at the lobby.
The Boy who ordered food and offered to share / feed me.
The Boy whom I avail myself to, whenever I can.
The Boy who makes me Happy.

But this Boy,
This Boy is the One I cannot have.