For the Secretly Admired
For the secretly admired
You don’t understand what your presence does to me
When you smile a chill goes through my body
When you talk I can’t describe the feeling that overcomes me
And more importantly when you look my way, I smile until and even as my face hurts
The thoughts that race through my head are too many to begin to name as
The idea of you just makes me sink
Into deep thought and physical imagination as
I watch you with such envy for the girl who has your heart
And even more envious of the woman that will keep it and bear your children
I envy the woman who you will start a family with knowing it could never be me because
Even as I breathe the same air you breathe
Sitting in the same room
Coming face to face
You don’t even know I exist
Sincerely anonymous
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