I don't want to share
you. It's dawned on me today that I'm not the only one
enchanted by you. I see it in your eyes and I see it in their eyes
when they look at you. I hear it in the way they say your name.
But it's not the same. It's not the way that I look at you
and the way I say your name. I'm more than just enchanted
by you; you've completely stolen my heart with every little thing
that you do.
They don't love you the way I do.
Sure, they may be attracted to you and sure you might
make them laugh, but I doubt that they'll be there for you at 2 am
when you want someone to talk to. They won't know how
to make you feel better and they won't listen the way I would.
Your flaws would be an annoyance to them, but to me, I cherish
them. The way you look insane when you're laughing
and they way you eat like an uncaged lion.
They're my favorite things about you.
You're too blind to see
this. Maybe I'm good at hiding my feelings but I've been'
told they're usually written all over my face; how can you not see
it? I say your name as if you created the heavens and I gaze
at you as a stargazer would watch the night
sky.
Long story short, I love you, you'll never know, but I wish
you did.
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