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This poem is about a guy who loves a girl with all of his heart, and he's forcing himself to let her know, even though he is consumed with the fear of her not sharing his feelings.

Only You

Walkin' down the street...
Livin' a lie,
Cars pass by...
I just want to cry.
I walk toward her house...
Knockin' at the door of sadness,
She opens up her door...
And all I feel is madness,
What do I say?
What do I do?
She's looking at me curiously...
I can feel the questions in her heart,
She says "what's wrong?"...
And then it hits me like a dart.
I whisk her off her feet,
and carry her inside,
I cry as she kisses me and tells me "it's alright."
I say "I'm sorry...
I didn't mean to hurt you,
A lot of things have been happening lately,
Grandma's died,
I've moved,
and I've loved you,
but I haven't had the heart to tell you.
For all I hold inside is guilt,
fear,
and love.
All I need now is you,
'Cause otherwise I am lost,
without reason,
a living lie,
with nothing to live for,
but the thought of loving you."
My heart awaits her answer...
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Beth
Your poem made me cry because I could feel what the write needs. Thank you for writing this.

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