...I hate sad poems

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
If you and I were alone
I'd tell you "I love you",
No more hiding in corners,
No more running away,
It's time to break free,
Even though it's hard to say,
We've been friends a while,
And I think it's the truth,
When I look in your eyes,
And say, "I love you",
I'm tired of waiting,
But still what do I do?
When I'm caught in the middle,
Of life and loving you,
Do I choose to wait,
Or do I choose to tell?
Do I give up the chance,
Or do use it well,
Do I love you,
Or do you love me?
I guess that's the question,
It's left up to me,
No more lying and saying,
That I don't love you,
Because when the time comes,
You'll see the truth,
And when that time comes,
Will I take the chance,
To look you in the eyes,
Like a love-struck man,
With my knees to the ground,
And my love all true,
I will look in your starlight eyes,
And say, "I LOVE YOU!!"