Seven-Him

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I love him so much that it hurts sometimes,
But I know that I will never be able to have him to myself.
He's like my own drug
Designed so that I can't live without him.
I want him so much that I suffocate when I don't have him near,
But he's always been across the country.
I would do anything to keep him to myself,
Not let anyone else have him,
But he doesn't even know my name.
I know all about him,
His eyes, face, skin, habits,
But he hasn't even seen me in person.
I love him,
But he doesn't know that I exist.

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