I wanted to explore every inch of your life. Trail my fingers over every scar. I wanted to love you with every piece of me. But you weren't mine to love. I had to love you from afar, in secret. You were my affair, but the curves that make up the masterpiece of your body were not permitted for me. The moments you light up with happiness are not caused by me. The cute nicknames you come up with do not belong to me. You are not mine to love and I am not yours to love. The only thing that is worse is how the light in your eyes have never changed, but i can't seem to stop the tears.

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Imprisoned Thoughts
PoetryThe thoughts that will never leave my lips. And with little hope, will never leave yours.