She is my world, but in hers I am an insignificant lamp, or something else that doesn't matter very much. I'm that one, annoying kid who won't give up because he's in love, even if it's a hopeless quest. She's not the typical girl to chase after, but everyone seems to fall at her feet. She's not a cheerleader, she plays basketball. She doesn't giggle highly, she has this giant laugh that causes her to bend over her stomach. Her face isn't perfectly symmetrical like society intends, yet she is beautiful. Somehow, with all her flaws, she is flawless.
Her heart desires another, I know, and two chase frantically after her, though they'll never be able to lasso her to them. I am one of them. She is her. He is also them. I have someone close to her that I have made amends with in order to infiltrate her thoughts. Hello, my name is Edmund and I am deeply infatuated with a bitter maiden called River.
I am pursuing her rather uncomfortably, always near like I'm on the end of a leash attached to her. I am not very sure when lust became love or when I noticed that the baby strand of hair that doesn't match the rest of the tendrils bothers her so much that it's funny. Everyone makes mistakes, is loving her one of mine?
I know she's worth this excruciating pain, in fact, it's as if she's the one who's torturing me herself. She's worth every star in the sky, more valuable than any jewel, the most magnificent of wonders, even if she's not mine. I don't know why I clutch a goal so lose to me as if it has not already escaped my longing grasp. Hello, my name is Edmund and I will forever chase the girl whose name matches a body of water that glitters in the night sky like the light that dances in her eyes.
This isn't a poem, but the exertion of all the feelings I've bottled up within me with her name on it. There's no reason to be depressed about the way I am unable to make her swoon, but the only thing that matters is persistence. Hello, my name is Edmund and eventually, I will worm my way into her heart.
