It’s hard to imagine; it cannot be understood.
Beyond any experience, creating confusion,
These feelings are a potent infusion,
My heart may look gold, but it’s covered in chrome.
It’s in my blood in my bones,
A furious virus that consumes all rational thought,
I could never comprehend such a passion.
Fierce, overwhelming, clinically inspiring,
It’s torture, and it’s joy.
She may be out of my league, but I’m a visionary.
Everything I love in her is what’s best in me,
I know she doesn’t want it, but I can still believe.
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Author:
anima aurea (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
I know these words and the vision in my head.
It's hard when you have an unrequited soulmate.
Thanks for sharing 🤗
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