How does it feel? Yes, how does it feel?

To be in love. To be in forbidden love.

Do you tangle your hand in the person's nest of curls?

Do you tease the person by kissing their lips one too many times?

Do you make excuses to hold the person close to your quick beating heart?

No. No. No.

Unfortunately....no

Because that person doesn't deal with your type.

That person should be viewed as a friend.

Yet, they're not.

So every chance you get, you make an excuse to rest your head their shoulder.

You make an excuse to make fun of their boyfriend.

Every chance you get, you savor the playful "I love you"s 

You savor the way their face lights up when they smile.

You savor those jaw-dropping dares with them.

You savor the idea of their presence.

Because somehow, it makes your dreams a little bit more real.

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Jello Earthlings!

Guess who's back at it again with the poems *points to self*

This idiot!

For me, this poem was about me crushing on one of my lady friends, and dealing with the fact that she would never like me back. I'm pretty sure most of us can relate to the fact of liking someone you know will never like you back. Ugh, life sucks. But hey, it is what it is *shrugs shoulders*

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Anyways, stay safe and blessed :)