An Ode To Unrequited Love
her eyes like vats of molten chocolate are,
they drew me in, i could not look away,
radiant beauty, bright as any star,
i thought about her ev'ry single day.
for two long months, a state of ecstacy,
getting butterflies every time we kissed,
for i loved her, and thought that she loved me,
and when she'd gone, she was so sorely missed.
for many months she was still on my mind,
tears fill'd my eyes when i did think of her,
i thought true love i would now never find,
the warmth inside, a warmth that i could share.
though my heart knew our love was ne'er to be,
my first true love, i will remember thee.
John Whitty
"tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.": Alfred Lord Tennyson.
Dedicated to Sarah Lawrence.
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