always misundestood

"i'm lying here
unable to express the
feelings of
my
unworthy
soul.
and writing about you
and everything you
mean to me
has become as
impossible task
as catching a star in
my hand.
frivilous words could
not even begin
to tell the story of you
heart
. . .
the story your eyes
seem to tell so
well.
days and nights
become endless
. . .
now what would you say
if i could
prove i wasn't
crazy?"

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