Lover

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Tags: Lesbian, death, love, depression

Beware of the tags! They will tell you exactly what this poem is about! I have warned you.

Can you please look at me with those eyes?
The ones you make when you stare at the person you love
Why cannot I be him?
Why you always say that I'm just a mere friend?
I always loved you
I always got through those painful days and memories
Just to be together with you but I'm not the one in your eyes.
Is it because I'm a girl?
Is it because of the hardship?
Or just because I'm not the one that you like?

Why can't you look at me with those eyes?
The one you make when you see him.
I always wanted to tell you
That the only thing I could think
Is that I always loved you.

Now is too late, you're going to marry him
You know that this is not the right thing to do
But you have only him in your eyes.
The night we spent together
Is going to fade away
With the sound of your moaning voice
And the lovely tears you made
In the night when my feelings for you,
Were exposed by one kiss.

When the sun raised
And you realize what we've done together
You shout at me with that painful look in your eyes
"Why you made me do this?
You know I always loved him"
Your crying voice was killing me.

On the day of your wedding
I'm going to tell you
That I always loved you
And that I'm going to end this love
So you can be happy in his arms
Knowing that you killed
The only person that has you in her eyes.

At the end of that day,
When you are in that bedroom full of rose,
Someone is rushing to tell you
That I end my life
And the love that I always felt for you.

Author note: this is the poem version of a suicide note left by a girl in love with her best friend.
THIS POEM IS NOT RELATED TO A IRL STORY, if you are in love with someone of the same sex as you, please talk to them. If you think this is gonna ruin your friendship, first tell them about your sexuality and later tell them about your emotion. A real friendship will not rot away because of what you are feeling. You have a whole life in front of you, you could become the lover of your best friend, you could remain best friends for life, or become strangers. But you could always find more lovers and more best friends. Don't hate yourself or your feelings, they are important, to you and for the one that loves you and what you at their side.

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