UNSENT
How many letters will I send,
With no stamp or address?
How long will I pretend?
When will my emotions be something I address?
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We're not meant to be,
I know that at least,
But these feelings won't let me free,
They have me constantly on a leash.
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Soon I assume,
These emotions will tire,
They will die just as they've bloomed,
Then loving you wouldn't seem soo dire.
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I will wait it out;
Pretend I care not till I don't.
Loving you is something I can live without,
I know that but it's still hard to cope.
Denying myself and my soul,
Of a love I will never know.
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Note: hello my darlings, hope you like the poem
Word of the day: agape
The highest form of love
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~to my unsolved
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