Unrequited Love Without Reciprocation
Torment at its finest, found me here tonight.
My love for her has blossomed, yet hers has found no light.
So many stars I have wished upon, less drops of water in the sea.
Tonight it looks like rain, so again a storm will awaken me.
I have studied all her subtleties, and how she looks my way.
I wish to know not her true feelings, for all I will find is pain.
Copyright © Damian York | Year Posted 2014
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