For some reason

This girl tortures my heart, her beauty pulling at every limb

the knowing I will never have her

taunting me with only friendship, not even a taste to satisfy my hunger

all I get is a smile, a look, and all I feel is something I don’t want to, something that scares me

as my skin curls and boils, pulling me into thoughtless dreams, where not even their I can have her, not even there I can hold

weary my heart goes dry

as she unknowingly teases me till I’m old

and for some reason, that’s okay

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