Poetry

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Poetry
Prinxiety
Warning: Angst
Rated: G
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Roman was sitting at his desk, the night was dark and everyone else was asleep, or so he thought. He had a pencil in his hand and wrote.
"Virgil, my dear, the phrase
"I'm sorry, was I not wanted in this exact second."
Rung in my ears and can't be farther from the truth. You are a
Good guy with a bad past.
I have realized I have loved you for a
Long time now, my Chemically Imbalanced Romance.
Side or not, you
Are a great friend and I would
Never change that. I
Died the day you left,
Even if it was for a video. It made me
Realize that I never want to be without you,
So this is my way of saying I love you.
~Roman Sanders~"
Roman sat the pencil down with a sigh, folding the poem up and placing it in a forgotten drawer, never to be read.

Meanwhile, in Virgil's room,
Virgil was laying on his bed, a laptop near him, resting from endless scrolls through Tumblr. Everyone else was asleep, or so he thought. He sighed and stood up, crossing the room to his desk and getting a blank piece of paper out, along with a pen. He sat down and started to write.
"Romance is not my thing, so
On this night, my wish
Might never be revealed. You are a prince
And the love of my life. I
Never want to be without you.
Side of Anxiety or not, I never cease to
Amaze myself on how much I love you and I
Never want to change that. I
Die every time you flirt with another prince,
Even though I know it's not real, it made me
Realize that I will always want to be yours.
So, this is my way of saying that I can't live without you.
~Virgil Sanders~"
Virgil sighed and placed the pen back on his desk and shoved the poem in a forgotten drawer, never to be read.

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