Blonde hair brown eyes
I once
met a
boy
He had hair as gold as treasure
And a dark brown eye
He was also quite clever
I became friends with him
We had fun and laughed for hours
Despite his
weird trim
As we laid among fields of flowers
Deep down inside
I felt
like he owned my heart
But I knew these feelings I had to hide
I am his friend, I must play my part
Everyday he grew darker and darker
All I wanna do is help him
And show him true
love forever
But life is not a fantasy instead it’s rather grim.
Why must unrequited love hurt so?
It’s not even like he knows though...