Unsaid

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There are so many things I want to say.
So many paragraphs I want to send.
So many essays filled with
my thoughts and feelings that I want you to read.

But I say nothing
as I'm too scared, or it's too much.
So, words are written down
to form poetry about you.

I share the poetry to you,
and I'm not afraid because you
have no clue that it's about you,
but you're reading my thoughts and feelings anyway.

The truth will always be left unsaid
as I'm still afraid of what you'll say.
Those words, I will continue to wait,
maybe forever, if that's the case.

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