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This isn't fair
Now-
I wake with this ache,
a hunger pain...
for you.
To be wrapped in your arms
and know the warmth of your smile.
To feel your heart beat and break (for me).
When you tire from the day,
I want to be there...
a shoulder to lean on
and a woman to fight for.

You wrote me a poem,
and it's not fair.
I fell for you already (long ago).
Now you make matters worse
Head over heels, I'm tumbling,
I'm falling
more and more in love with you.

You tell me I'm cute
and it's not fair.
Cause now you're the only one,
whom I want to call me that.
You're the only one I want to blush for.
The only one.

And maybe it's not fair,
to say that it's one sided.
Cause I inspired you
and made your cheeks red, too.
After all, you're waiting for me.
You wrote a poem for me.
You continuously text me
and support me.

So then, I'll pour out these feelings
to a sketchbook page
and hope I can say them to you soon.
But for now,
I'll have to settle for lead,
cause it's already too hard to stop thinking of you.