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He is


He is the guy.

He is everything, but a lie.

He is amazing,

with all the words he's saying.

That smile

that leaves me with no saying - 

The way he walks, the way he talks

 

He is someone I treasure,

I'd care for him forever.

He is the one that came into my life

making it twice as nice.

He is the cute one in the room

that has my eyes searching too soon.

He is the one whom I share my dark secrets with

making me take a big risk.

He is the one with my heart

even while miles apart,

 

But that is just me.

 

He is in love

with me?

No.

Everything except the above.

 

He is the love songs I sing with my guitar

and the one I wish for upon the stars -

For a better day,

hoping he'd feel the same way.

 

When he knows of my feelings,

they won't matter, if he won't let me in.

 

Long night talks

small awkward coughs

Trying to make up a convo,

but nothing works if the only effort there is solo

because

He is not mine.

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