This is a poem I wrote about a boy I care about, but I know can never love me. One of my best friends has feelings for this boy, also. So yeah. I wrote a poem about it!
Unrequited
I'd rather have this love be unrequited than unheard.
There's a whisper of your name behind my every word.
What you mean to me is more than I can say.
A bitter-sweet melody too complicated to play.
The fall came round and you passed me your heart.
I know I fumbled at the start.
It came very quickly, this feeling of care,
but time moves so slow when I know you're there.
My eyes can't help but glance your way.
I look foreward to your smile every day.
I can barely feel my own heart beat.
Butterflies make it hard to eat.
Why must she feel the same as me?
She saw you first so it's surely meant-to-be.
According to her you want her, to,
but when I look in your eyes I doubt that you do.
I know that it's pointless even to try,
but I refuse to sit around and cry.
This unspoken rejection burns in my heart.
Despite my wishes, the memories cannot be torn apart.