What Shall I?

I fear a lot and shiver As no response or comes an offer You are far away by seven high seas That idea itself makes me to freeze My heart beat skips for while As I think a lot with little smile Something in me puzzles more As I have no option but only to adore I used to gaze on ground With beautiful insight to be found You were there for me as lovely rose I had taken into account and deliberately chose I catch your pulse But never dare to repulse They come silently to dare I get on to feet and take care You have turned cool But I may be called fool Who has loved her with utmost faith? That shall go away with only death “Will you eve come to me”? She used to ask when found me free I knew she was all for that happy development Only needed nod as approval to moment Yes, I speak daily to her in imagination One can hop to build nice relation Even if she keeps distance and have another thought The situation may never be created to be caught unaware I would love to enjoy each moment with her Probably she may not like the idea any more Her silence drives me to corner What shall I do more to offer?