A wondering plagued mind, the news of your presence.
A pleasant surprise, a heart somewhat tense.
Was I overjoyed? Sigh, such a freak.
A few may understand, but to many; ‘He’s sick’.
I was in dialogue when your pictures were flashed,
I had to be cool or my feet would have dashed.
Yes! I had a crush. Call me lovelorn,
I feared not to tell you, lest my heart be torn.
Now to cure my eccentric, I recline writing,
“Close those doors! My heart is fighting.”
What hurts most is that you would never know,
The truth of my desires, I would never show.
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