My secret;
My love.
It does not simply run deep;
It runs for you.
I am madly, deeply, crazily, strangely, and truly
In love with you.
I want you.
I wish you were here.
But I can never have what I want
And you do not want me back
I can never share my secret
It hurts to hard to tell
I am going through hell
My dear friend,
My dear love,
It's my secret.
Shhh.
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