A secret

June 17, 2011
By , Baltimore, MD
My secret love,
with his brown eyes.
They look down on me with hate...
but I just don't care anymore.
I am still pinning after him.
He's magical, and mysterious.
I love him
but he doesn't love me.
The way he flips his brown hair,
It makes my knee's weak.
It makes me wonder, is it soft?
I will probably never find out.
I can't get him out of my mind,
not for a second.
Its pathetic, I know.
I just can't stop
My secret love.

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