My Cursed Heart

My heart, my curséd heart! Why am I the fool again, to fall in love with a heart that is suppose to belong to another, the way we look at each other, I can feel her sweet, sweet eyes upon my soul, and a sync of hearts so calming in her beautiful presence, in her absence, I can only think of her, and I can feel the same thoughts in her, but alas it cannot be. It kills me to think of the possibilities, her happiness is all I care about and with me, it may not be with other minds that do not, cannot feel what we feel when we are together...