Mots non dits

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I've longed to say this for ages
but I find myself only able to write it.
To write about these feelings that are plaguing me.

Which feelings you ask?
I myself am not sure.

It feels like I'm sick.
When I see you my heartaches
my stomache turns
and my breathing fastens.
I feel feverish...and weak.
Your presence the source of it all.

But...I can't bring myself to put distance between us.
I can't bring myself to not look at you.
It's like you're the Sun of my System
gradually pulling me into my demise.

I wish that you felt what I feel.
I thought...no, I told myself that it was okay
...if only I felt like that.
I wasn't.
I'm not...

I don't want to just admire you
I don't want to just circle you like the Earth does the Sun.
Like the Moon does the Earth.

I want to be the Water that helps the Flower grow,
the Wings that help the Bird fly,
the Oxygen that keeps us alive.
...Because you are to me.

Is that Love?
I don't know...,perhaps.

Love is not enough
not enough to cover what I feel.

Whatever it is, it's sucking up everything it can like a black hole
making me yearn for more.

Do I love you?
No, I don't think so
It's more than that
far more than you can imagine...

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