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Confessions

Confessions of a love-drunk teen,
Here's where mine begin:
Your smile makes it impossible
For me to ever win.
A single scent of coffee
Reminds me of Tuesday nights;
You are embedded in my mind
With every sound or sight.

Confessions of a sad brunette,
Here are all I keep:
To order a caramel brûlée
Has become the highlight of my week.
To watch you do the simplest tasks
Like tidy, sweep, or brew
Can stir up dormant feelings;
It's existence, I never knew.

Confessions of a desperate girl,
Here's where mine arise:
I can't avoid the images
Of your eyes when I shut mine.
Hours feel almost infinite,
And never wish to pass.
Each second cruelly reminds me
When it was I've seen you last.

Confessions from my heart to yours,
Swear to say it not:
The way I feel when I see you
Reminds me of what I forgot.
I lost the sense of longing
Which I felt too far ago;
I've obliterated butterflies
That used to keep my dreams afloat.

But now I recall happiness,
Alongside joy and glee.
How peculiar that you'd make
A mad fool out of me.
The absurdity in wanting you
Is as insane as it can sound.
Do I care? I laugh at the thought
That their words could tear me down.