Sigh, and sigh again.
Stop melting my insides,
Just the sight of you and I no longer can reside,
In the common place we meet,
For fear of overwhelming feelings,
Which I do not deserve to feel.
I keep trying to read your mind,
But not an inch of it do I discover,
And understand because of its secrecy,
Hidden behind your rights of privacy.
I am so fond of you,
Even though my thoughts for you are unrequited,
But sometimes you make me believe,
That there's something short lived,
About the doubts I have of myself,
And that there exist,
A mutual expression between the two of us.
Oh well,
I guess I'll never really know,
The truth of your thoughts for me,
And you of my thoughts for you.
Sigh, and sigh again.
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