It doesn't really matter that you like her. I don't expect you to have the same feelings for me the way I have for you. I know I'm not your cup of tea but I know she is to you, and I respect that. When you're happy, I'm happy. I hope you know how much it means to me seeing you smile at her like that, even though I want it badly as much for me.
I can live with you having your likings towards her. I just can't live you not knowing I exist.
-trisha.l
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wonderstruck
Poetryjust another poet with feelings she has kept and now poured out onto this book
