Secret
No matter how hard I try to
It's the worst kept secret
the fact that I love you.
When you enter the room
I attempt to deceive
for when I look at you
I can hardly breathe.
God forbid you should
notice me looking
my attempt at being
nonchalant
is hardly working.
So we'll go on ignoring
how my heart skips a beat
every time our eyes meet.
©SamHarty
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