I was there, I saw you stare,
Did you miss my momentary glare?
Now it's not what it seems-
You're the con man of my dreams.
The soul crush of the century.
Why did you have to be so mean?
You were there, you same saw me stare,
Did you miss me shooting all of the flares?
You knew it was as it seemed-
I was the girl of your wildest dreams.
Never ending blues, love struck so suddenly,
Why did you have to make me so crazy?
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Unrequited Love For the Ages
PoesíaPoems of love, the unrequited kind. With words from an occasional anxious, lonely, self-loathing mind. Who tends to crush on the forbidden and wishes on anything so that one person would be mine. Oh, how I love the unrequited.
