The jealousy burns when they touch your hair,
Am I too obsessed to even care?
Why does a glance, a touch, a smile,
Leave me adrift, lost all the while?
I love you fiercely; it aches my soul,
But fear keeps me from my only goal.
To speak my heart feels far too bold,
Rejection’s sting would leave me cold.
The signals you send, they tear me apart,
A puzzle of hope that toys with my heart.
Your laughter enchants, your gaze ensnares,
A bittersweet dream no one compares.
Oh, if you’d see how deep I’ve drowned,
In love that’s silent, yet profound.
So please, my love, don’t look away,
And spare my nights from this dismay.
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Tears Of Love
PoetryThis poem explores the bittersweet experience of admiring someone who doesn't quite fit the image of the "perfect" partner you once envisioned. It delves into the tension between fantasy and reality, reflecting on the beauty of imperfections, the un...
