I curse myself for imagining the possibility of you and me. All these untethered feelings are growing out of bounds.

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I hate it that you happened to  me,

you made me see things I can't unsee,

the thought of makes my heart go crazy,

I felt pleasure in this summer hazy.

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My caged heart never thud so fast,

you stood there looking so high and mast,

you walked past me making me feel irrelevant

to claim you mine I was hell-bent.

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You looked over me greeting a friend,

did not acknowledge this is how it will end.

To you,  I thought these feelings I would vent,

but there were so many letters unsent.

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