My Demise
Captivating eyes
Hair to spare
Could he be my demise?
I like him
I love him
It's always been him
I never took interest in other guys
So tell me
Is he my demise
I guess I'll go for the ride
This crush
I can't hide
He will always be dear to me
Even if
It kills me
His looks are to kill
When it comes to him
I have no chill
So I ask you
Is he
my demise?
Without him I feel stuck
Without love
I think what I feel could be...
LOVE
Towards my
Could be demise
In my eyes
Forever loving him will be seen
As a prize
To obtain
He will most certainly be a
Gain
My personal
Demise
Using my arsenal
To achieve my purpose
To make my mark
For him and the world I suppose
The worst part is to be hated
I know my feelings will never be reciprocated
I love him
I'll admit it
Even though the outcome will surely be grim
Unwanted
Yet
Cherished
Get him out of my head
I said as I stopped thinking I had a chance
And rolled out of bed
Copyright © Emily Breese | Year Posted 2017
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