My Cursed Heart
My heart, my curséd heart! Why am I the fool again,
to fall in love with a heart that is suppose to belong
to another, the way we look at each other, I can feel
her sweet, sweet eyes upon my soul, and a sync
of hearts so calming in her beautiful presence, in her
absence, I can only think of her, and I can feel the
same thoughts in her, but alas it cannot be. It kills me
to think of the possibilities, her happiness is all I care
about and with me, it may not be with other minds that
do not, cannot feel what we feel when we are together...
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