unrequited love


I see your walk

I hear your talk

I smell your aftershave

Man, that's what you are.

Man.

Completely, from head to toe,

all the things I shouldn't want.

Man, I wish you could see,

and feel what I see and feel.

I couldn't help it

I swear if I could change

what I felt. No.

If I could change you're feelings.

But then you

would no longer be.

You.

The End

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