one sided

this passion for you 

melted into these meaningless words on a page no one will read

and the hours and minutes i spend bleeding these feelings and dead smiles

go right past you like that summer breeze we felt that one night  under the stars.

 

i guess ive just ive just now realise

that i write from inspiration 

inspired from your moonlit eyes and your pure, silk skin

and your strong arms firmly clasped around my waist

 

and i guess i see that 

nothing about me could ever inspire you

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