My Love, oh my Love,
you are as pure as a white dove.
My inspiration,
my temptation.

Your touch as cool as a warmer summer breeze,
that makes my breaths freeze.

My hi,
your bye.
My love is unchanging,
while yours resembles a painting.

You own my heart-
but she owns yours.
I am invisible in your eyes,
and you are a dream in mine.

Many nights I have prayed,
for this unrequited love to fade.
But as wise as my mind is,
my heart is equally yours.

Why can't I move on?
Because another has clearly won.
© MissLulu004