poem - 30
i want to confess,
i want to be there when you're sad,
i don't want to worry about the consequences of me liking you,
but,
why i can't do it?
it's like fate is pulling us miles away,
keeping you unreachable for me,
the whole universe against us forever,
still this is me,
a person that will never give up to gain your love.
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