Not Your Typical Literary Masterpiece: AKA My Mood

I DoN't KnOw WhAt I'm DoInG....

All I know are your words, this peculiar start,

So, I must confess, you've stolen a piece of my heart.

Curly browns, honey dew eyes, how do you do?

I tried not to like you, but my heart said, "I do."

I'm a nutcase, self-obsessed, a twisted brew,

Unintentionally stabbing, not nice, but I warn you.

We'll never work out, I might be thinking too far ahead,

But if I ever see you, I'm tangled in this thread.

Would I hug you? Plant a kiss upon your cheek,

Or would you push me away, find me quite meek?

Why did you have to be so far away, different blood?

I don't deserve you, and I think that's understood.

I don't know if it's desperation or a feeling so right,

That lingers, oh, it lingers, both day and night.

You'll never read this, so here it stays, no might,

I tried hard to throw you off, it's my cruel plight.

You're too sweet for someone like me, I'm sure,

I know I'll hurt you, a pain that will endure.

So I thought, why not do it sooner and be pure?

Letting go of you is hard, I confess, I'm unsure.

I have a lot to say, but it seems like nothing at all,

So, I must confess, you're my magnificent fall.

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I forgot to add an Authors note 

this piece is NOT dedicated to someone

umm -

Thank you

--- KARA ALISANDRA

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