Thursday, November 25, 2010

Amour

You are my beloved, my most trusted.
And every time you look my way you push me further from your day.
But truly, most desperately, I need you in a way that I could never say.
When you enter a room, the smile that loomed, fades away.
The more I think about you the more I cry. I fear I may need to die.
If I am every to catch your sparking eye. If I am to ever been in your life.
So say not that I need to stop this absurd business, because it's listless, my feeling for you, the Only person who can wipe the smile from my face when I see you.
You too may feel blue, but it is nothing compared to what I have experienced in my troubled days.
Where I may have lay in my bed and said, "Please take me away."
I need you to know, I still like the way you walk, the way you talk.
The way you say every little thing in the most peculiar way.
But this day is not the day to tell you because on this day, like the rest.
You are happy and I am sad.
I dare not reverse that.

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