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What if I

were to confess my love?

How I believe

you were sent from above...

How I long

to see your perfect face...

How I ache

to feel your warm embrace...

How I melt

when I feel your touch...

How I hurt

when I miss you so much?

What if I

were to tell you such things,

would you be overcome

by the joy it brings?

Would you then confess

you love me too,

finally admitting

your feelings, so true?

Or would you turn

to laugh in my face,

thinking it funny

as I cry in disgrace?

What if I

kept it all locked inside,

never to reveal

my true love, denied....?



By, A.M.R.