My heart reaches for what it can't have-
Love. It strains and urges but can not reach it. It sits alone waiting and waiting. Till, what can it be?
-But a spark of life appears.
-Could this be the love it has desired for so long?
-Alas, the love does not pursue, for it was a fling
-a crush
-nothing more.
Will love come or will it be a guessing game for this heart?
-I will never know.
So I will sit and wait for love to come and find me
-In this life or the next I will wait for my heart's desire.
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