Conticent Amoret

Every day when I awake,  
I want to tell you how I feel.  
But Every time I come near you-  
I choke-and my heart turns to steel.  
  
When I fall asleep, I think of you  
and try to dream. But the true
fact that you will never be mine
Shatters my heart no longer because
it has with-held the violence of a selfish crime.
  
The affection that I hold for you is true.  
But I do not know how much longer  
I can survive without knowing if it is to you.  
   
I've told you everything about  
myself that I could possibly know.  
Yet you remain to be oblivious to my affection.
Though you remember every word that I have  
ever spoken to you, you ignore the fact that my  
feelings have held true.  
   
My love for you is like a bloody tear,  
unique and unusual, yet full of compassion  
and clear.  
 
It is not your fault-but only mine;  
For I am the one who is fearful of  
Loving and being loved in return.
Because why should one have someone to love  
If Death will claim them eventually.  
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1/16/14