Finale “read to him”

22nd  Poem.
Exceptional Unshared Feeling

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You constantly remind me, your only a friend.
Your orange choppy hair and your cute unordered freckles.


I sit mainly in silence with you.
I’m too afraid to speak sometimes.
Afraid I might slip the words “I Love You” into a sentence.

I know now though,
Really I do. I think you know now -
But I really can’t tell you those explicit words.
I’m better off savaging my own heart out than letting you do it for me.


You intrigue me to the bone,
Right in the core of every vein,
every vessel,
every crevice of my mind.

You amuse me with your “contemporary” whit.




Given half a chance,
I would of entered your core. I would of desecrated every emotion of glee you had.

You’ve done it now.
You’ve really struck me.
You’ve played the card.
It is but a card that is useless as the joker in the pack.

This time I reject you,
You’ve gone bust, I chuck the “Friend card” back at you.


I’m Not LETTING GO OF HOPE.


You’re truly Captivating.


My Calculations are impossibly useless now.