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What is...?

She says ask me anything.
But when I do,
she doesn't always
answer it true.
I ask her, "How do you think
I feel about you?"
She tells me; A friend, someone
you can talk to.
Someone you trust,
someone who listens too.
She is either not being honest
or she is blind because it Is easy
to see that I have love on my mind.
She holds my heart in her hands,
this truth I know she understands.
She knows what my heart yearns for;
to be held and loved by her.
Never hidden or kept away,
in the open each and every day.
It is easily seen in my actions,
this so very oblivious attraction.
I know that she feels for me,
I'm no fool, I have eyes and can see.
I make her laugh, smile and happy.
Maybe she doesn't love me?
Maybe, I see what I want to see.
Call me a fool,
but by whose rule.
I would rather feel as I do,
than be miserable through and through.
I will never ask how she feels,
for fear that my thoughts aren't real.
I will remain this ignorant happy fool
as long as I can; rather than being an informed unhappy man.
She is the brightest part of the day:
gets me through it in ever way.
I find strength in her when I am weak; and through disappointment
the solace that I seek.
She makes me smile when there is
no reason to; makes me happy
when I am blue.
She gives me what I need;
Is this love??
Indeed.

Written by knot2much
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