A conversation between my head and my heart

I know that it's not going to happen,

I know it's not mutal,

Just an emotion, nothing more, nothing less,

I know that it's all in my head.

But it might happen, to early to tell.

At times, it does feel real,

the small looks when we catch each other's eye.

That smile, confident,slightly cocky, yet;

it's full of love, joy and pride.

I know this to be a lie,

I think this to be wrong,

I'm at fault for letting my imagination run.

But wouldn't it be fantastic to imagine,

just for a second, at what could be.