are your eyes
your hands
your freckles.
your hair
your voice
your intellect.
and i love you.
i love you.
i wish i didn't darling.
because it's not returned
never returned.
unfortunate.
quite unfortunate
this love.
so feigned.
but tell me
when we can runaway
together.
because i'm ready
i'll be waiting.
the answer is always yes.
it never changes
my love.
it will always be
yes.
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