I know that you see him as the moon,
But why won't you just look at me?
I promise I'll do my best to be your sun,
Even if I burn my face
and the rays of light that I craft bury in my palms the same way needles do.
I will do all the things he does and more, please just open your eyes.
Please, I beg you,
look at me the way you look at him.
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Author:
Kimera_gayficaton (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Last year and the year before that I fell in love for the second time in my life. The first time was with a boy and I was younger, so I eventually got over it, tho the things I felt destroyed me. This time it was very hard for me because even though I have had crushes on girls, I had never been so madly in love with anyone. Not even with my first love. She was totally straight and not into me. To cope I told a bunch of people in hopes of the message getting to her. The whole school knew and I was devastated. I thought I was over her, since I haven't seen her in over an year, but I have been thinking a lot about her. I remember watching her flirting with a guy who she was into, during the the lunch brake, wishing it was me. I didn't and still don't get how she was into him. I guess that that's how life goes. I really hope I never talk to her again, and I hope you like this poem.
- Category: Love
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