The Guy I Never Told
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Collection of poems about a love that kept in silence or in the corner. It tells the story of secretly liking someone but not being able to confess. He is different from me, and I know we can never be together. Still, I can't stop my heart from feeling something real. Each poem shows the quiet pain, the hope, and the memories of a love that only lived inside my thoughts.
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