Excerpt from a Book I will Never Write

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I fell in love in with a boy
whose eyes were
as blue as the sky
as deep as the ocean
hiding stories behind them
happy, sad, mysterious
oh, how I long to hear them

I fell in love with a boy
whose thoughts were vast as the universe 
yet he never spoke 
all alone in the corner
with a cigarette between his lips

I fell in love with a boy
who liked his coffee black
dark as the colour of his jeans
bitter as the words he always spoke

I fell in love with a boy
whose lips were as pink
as a rose
oh, how I longed to kiss them

I fell in love with a boy
who would never fall in love
as he was deemed heartless
but I knew
he was just scared to fall in love.