That Girl

 As long as time moves forward, my love shall never end. Her unknown feelings towards me burns like an infinite torch while our friendship continues on.
Unknown to her, my heart belongs to that girl. The girl to whom owns my very soul, though blind to such a connection.
An embrace is what I long for, the very scent of her and the warmth of her arms as they sweep around me. To snake my arms around the waist of that beautiful girl.
Feelings of love and happiness sweeping over me as I subconsciencely embrace her with my wind-like arms, heart, and soul. What joy and rush that would be for me to embrace a rose such as herself as I bury my eyes into her own.
To bare my soul to her is nothing but a free-fall risk that would mean nothing more to me but pure bliss.