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I don't mean to really Love you,
I don't mean to really care about you.
Yet, here I am, entangled in this web of emotions,
caught in the crossfire of longing and despair.
Each day, my heart aches with unrequited affection,
A haunting melody of unfulfilled desires.
I try to hide my feelings, bury them deep within,
But they resurface, relentless and unyielding.
I am a prisoner of this bittersweet torment,
yearning for a love that can never be mine.
Every smile you bestow upon another,
cuts through me like a thousand shards of glass.
I watch from afar, silently adoring,
As you find solace in someone else's arms.
I am but a spectator in the theater of love,
A mere ghost in the tapestry of your life.
I don't mean to really Love you,
I don't mean to really care about you.
But the heart has a mind of its own,
And it chooses to love, despite the pain.
© jMaj161914
I don't mean to really care about you.
Yet, here I am, entangled in this web of emotions,
caught in the crossfire of longing and despair.
Each day, my heart aches with unrequited affection,
A haunting melody of unfulfilled desires.
I try to hide my feelings, bury them deep within,
But they resurface, relentless and unyielding.
I am a prisoner of this bittersweet torment,
yearning for a love that can never be mine.
Every smile you bestow upon another,
cuts through me like a thousand shards of glass.
I watch from afar, silently adoring,
As you find solace in someone else's arms.
I am but a spectator in the theater of love,
A mere ghost in the tapestry of your life.
I don't mean to really Love you,
I don't mean to really care about you.
But the heart has a mind of its own,
And it chooses to love, despite the pain.
© jMaj161914
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