Pale, Ice Blue Eyes*
I'm wishing I could keep you.
Hidden, to be mine, away.
To keep the truth covered,
That I want... you to have me.
But I can't let you,
Because I am taken.
Secretly, I am.
Taken by someone you hate.
Don't make me leave.
You can't make me leave.
What I call love, is attachment.
To hold me up in comfort.
I crave what I wish,
To give you all you want.
Don't leave, I wish you knowledge...
Understand.
Please see my thoughts.
I want you in my head.
I think I care enough to admit a first...
And if you try to leave,
I'll say I love you.
~Written in late-2004 (June-November) when I was fifteen/sixteen.
*Original copy had no title.
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