Sunday, May 22, 2011

Secret Love

My first love.
My only love.
The only one I'm thinking of.
If only he knew what this is like,
To be in love,
To have this strife.
If only he knew the way I feel,
The way it hurts,
To hold this shield.
My aching comes to no real end.
It thumps and throbs,
For my best friend.

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