I can’t help it that I don’t feel that way
When I look at you.
I can’t help it that you do.
From the beginning I knew
This was all wrong.
I didn’t feel the ache for you.
Food tasted normal,
Birds sounded the same,
The sky was plain old blue.
But I needed it to be so badly
That I kept on.
I let it go.
I held you back.
All the while knowing that
I would never dream of you
Or feel that way when I look at you.
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