Like a necklace around my neck,
My admission of love chokes me -
Its unspoken truth smothers me.
The confession is stuck in my throat,
Unable to be uttered. But even if it were,
Its volume would remain too quiet to hear,
As I cannot do anything in her presence.
I am simply too amazed by her statuesque beauty,
And serpentine smile, her azure eyes,
To muster the concentration to breathe when she is around,
As I am unworthy to even exist in her presence.
Were I ever able to profess my adoration of her to her,
I know that my little locket of love
Would only be wound tighter,
For she would never listen to one so undeserving as me.
also transcribed apr 2029. written in that little notebook that was predominantly abt her..
a/n 10/2/24 way too waah "waaah im so bad" i should have shut up
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Poesialike everything ive ever written... don't mf check this daily, avery