You gave me your heart
Such a long time ago.
I rejected you back then,
But now I'm filled with woe.
You were always there
When I needed somewhere to cry.
I never knew how much I needed that shoulder
Until you said goodbye.
I was so caught up in him,
I couldn't see you.
I thought I had what I needed.
Now I know that's not true.
You had smiled then,
And told me you'd wait.
By the time I was ready,
I was too little, too late.
She makes you smile,
Bigger than I ever would.
I should leave you two be,
But I don't know if I could.
I suppose it's my fault,
That I'm to blame.
I had my chance,
And I flushed it down the drain.
She makes you laugh
Like the kid you are.
You look at her like
She's this bright, shining star.
I envy her.
It's petty, I know.
But, she's got you,
And I can't bring myself to say hello.
Because I know I'll break,
And cause a scene,
So for your sake,
I'll put up a little screen.
An imaginary line
Dividing you from me.
Because that's the only way
I can set you free.
You were never mine,
Nor was I yours.
But I still miss you
And our daily wars.
And one day,
I'll say to her,
"Love him, please."
Then, I'll become a blur.
I won't disturb you.
I just don't have the heart.
I'll just forget about how
It tears me apart.
I want you to be happy,
And if it's not next to me,
I'll still smile through the pain,
Bright as can be.
Now I know how it felt,
When you first confessed.
But, that's unrequited love,
I guess.
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La Douleur Exquise
PoetryLa Douleur Exquise French (n.) The heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.