One-sided Love
I did not see you
At the Beach this morning
You did not come.
In wait for you,
For a very long while
I drew patterns on the sand.
Perhaps, I was too late,
And you had already left,
Not aware of me.
I shall be at the Beach
At break of dawn each day
I cannot miss you then.
You do not know
When I will tell
I am in love with you.
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