She is beautiful.
Utterly keen.
But I told her "I love you,"
She replied, "What do you mean?"
Maybe she didn't really hear,
Maybe she realized she doesn't want me near.
Maybe she thinks I'll make her fall in love, then leave.
I've tried to hide it, but I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Does she know I'd give it all,
Just to keep her 'til my end.
My heart was never broken,
It was just a little bent.
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