This poem is written from Castiel's point of veiw about Dean.
I do not own supernatural.
He will never know how much I love him
How I feel when I'm around him;
The way I can hear his voice above all other noise.
He will never feel like me
He will never watch the sunset and wish I was there with him
He will never notice me for who I am
I've spent so long dreaming
Wishing, hoping
That one day he would see me, not as the angel on his shoulder
But as the man in his heart
The one.
I love him
I always will
That will not and cannot ever change.
He teases me with words he does not mean
He has many lovers in his life
He does not want me
He will never want me.
My heart may age, as will I
But he will never age for me, nor will my love
For he is my love
The love of my life
My Romeo.
I cannot stop my heart pounding when I know he is near
I cannot keep from dreaming he will one day find me
But I have to
Because he will never really see me
See me for who I am
He will never love me.
I have to stop pretending.
