Naive
(This is a letter to myself, my much younger self)
How can you proclaim
of something that has been
unlicked,
anonymous,
to your very heart?
To be relevant is your bliss
when you are anything but
the match of his coexistence,
anything but common-
You spill over
from a single drop
of misconstrued
charm,
after you catch a glance
from the one
you ever so,
"love"
When those three words
never exhaled from his
mouth,
Never entered his
mind.
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2009
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