Somebody
Somebody
I don’t know why I’m writing this poem to you,
When you’re not even the one I’m drawn to.
But why, when I think of him
You’re the one who comes to mind.
Now, I doubt myself
For liking someone,
But thinking about somebody.
I often ponder if I cross your mind,
If my presence lingers, even in kind.
Please, don't look at me like Romeo to Juliet,
I don't want to fall for someone I'll regret.
Do I truly like him, or is it you?
As I write this poem, the answer comes into view.
I know deep down, you're not meant for me,
Just another passing soul, not meant to be.
So I'll cherish the moments we've shared,
But I won't let my heart be ensnared.
You're just one of the men who crossed my path,
But our destinies, they'll never align, alas.
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