Love
I find it does not matter,
this feeling I have for you.
It doesn't matter,
because this feeling is not true.
What I feel for you I've felt for others,
many time before you.
What I should do with this feeling,
is not direct it at you.
Redirect it like the sun's warm glow,
so that I myself can grow.
Bloom into a flower,
right in front of you.
Copyright © Kimberly Drybread | Year Posted 2006
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