My Love
My love can’t be contained
It’s grown too full for you
My sweet sorrow you will never know
After all that we’ve been through
Every time you are around
I look into your soul
But close my eyes to prevent you
From seeing the truth in mine
This hurts me
I’ve known you all my life
And shared everything with you
My heartbeat, composed of sonnets
Sing songs of love for you
My heart bursts
And sprays emotion on the inside
Against my chest , like paint on a canvas
You must not lay eyes upon this masterpiece
Will I ever know if it would’ve worked?
Should I risk telling you, losing you…
…our friendship or anything about you?
Is this love or pain; I know it’s torture
I want things to change, to be the same
I know you feel something, I sense it
Make a move, I’ll accept
Or should I chance it, for fear of waiting forever
Perhaps you’re being tortured too
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