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I'm so in love with you,
Frustrating to come to this,
Unrecognizable feeling in my chest
Crushing my soul
Keenly taking my breath away
I'm in awe while
Nervously biting my lips
Gawking at you as a creep would
Hopelessly
Addicted to you like a drug,
The temptation to kiss those perfect lips and
Envious of the girl you are with
Yearning for your touch while you go
On and hold her hand right in my face
Ugh.
-A-
Apologies in advance. I love you all though.
YOU ARE READING
Catoptric Tristesse
Poetry"When you write from the heart, They are your work of art. Whatever pattern, You choose to do it doesn't matter. The pen and your paper are your instruments, That would create brilliance." catoptric tristesse: (n.) "the sadness that you'll never...
