UNREQUITED LOVE

it’s her. 

i get lost in her eyes,

her voice,

her ideas. 

when she talks,

i listen. 

when she’s quiet, 

i stare. 

until he comes. 

until he sweeps her off her feet,

pulls her in, 

gets lost in her lips. 

something i could only dream of. 

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Me
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