I have so much to say, I don't know where to begin.
I hope you understand, I struggle within.
For too long, I've been tempted by your smile.
For too long I have lived in denial.
I don't blame you, I don't blame myself.
All I ask now is for your help.
Show me the way, set me free.
Help me escape before it consumes me.
Deep black eyes, red rosy cheek.
Wavy locks like fire, and the future bleak.
I never learnt how to look through disguise.
The color of your soul mirrored the color of your eyes.
Regardless, my friend, this emotion is disease.
It swallows you whole and brings you to your knees.
It tempts you of happiness and mutual desire.
A bitter pill to swallow, love is a satire.
©aryania
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