I love you to the point that it hurts to look at you.
seeing your face makes my heartache.
but the rush is so invigorating.
my blood rushing through my veins.
not enough oxygen getting to my brain.
I love you with a burning passion.
but you will never know.j.m
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The Side You Never See
PoetryThe poems of a young girl who wishes everything that she wrote about was real.