Itzhel is not for me
Dear Itzhel,
My love for you is great
even though your not my fate.
I think of you every night
and in turn my day turns bright.
Many girls have passed by
but I am not their type.
Including you,
I am not for you.
My love for you is a dream
not bigger than a scheme.
You and me
will never be.
Sincerely,
a heart broken by you
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