Cinderella of the Glass Slipper

It's a funny feeling.

To know the one you like,

Doesn't desire.

For you.

But I believe what's worse,

Is probably losing it.

What started it all.

The friendship at its core.

The reason where it formed.

The endless talks.

Ridiculous jokes.

The little teases.

The stupid giggles.

Her cute giggle...

And blue eyes.

I don't know if she confines in me?

I feel I don't know what she thinks of me?

Maybe she doesn't trust me?

Or is it the Cold talking.