Unrequited
(a poem)
My heart is always aching,
Yearning for you.
Why do you keep me in jealousy?
Why do you hurt me?
When I crave you,
More than anything.
Cherish you,
More than anything.
Your happiness means everything.
I would stand aside,
I would rather you smile.
Don’t look at me with those eyes.
Don’t reject me,
Don’t see me.
I would rather you smile,
You’re much prettier when you smile.
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