I've been keeping this love for years.
I didn't have the chance
to confess to you.
Perhaps this love
is meant to be hidden, forever.
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I luv him — Catie Turner
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For Him
PoetrySaudade /saw-dad/ a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains" A collection of short free verse poetry. 🥈free verse 🥈unspoken
