Monday, July 22, 2013

Unrequited Love

My mind,
a drawer full of unsent love letters,
written only to be read by you.

My heart,
a box full of unsaid love words,
composed only to be heard by you.

And my lips,
a room full of undelivered love sentences,
shipped only to be touched by you.

Oh look at me now
Look at how i'm falling
and deeper
to a thing they call
unrequited love

dedicated only for you.

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