Maybe that day it was not the attraction growing up, But my unrequited love glowing up.
It was love that was sweet, That's why the story was incomplete.
Maybe my confession was all you need, But this story wasn't about me taking the lead.
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"the saddest thing is to be a minute to someone
when you've made them your eternity."
― Sanober Khan
Authors Note- Have you ever had an unrequited love or the love that hid without any confession?
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The season of love
PoetryThe season of love is a poem about unrequited & unconfessed love. Include various memories to be cherished.
