Athella,
I know it's foolish of me
to pine after someone who will
never love me in return -
but I just can't help it, Athella.
You are, and always have been,
a detriment to me,
even as you pull me in
with your laughing grins
and your haughty smirks
and even the exhausted sighs
you let out in math class
that give away too much of your pain.
You act so sure of yourself,
but that's not the real you.
No - I've fallen in love with
the broken girl
hid beneath that façade.
But that girl is a girl
I can never hope to reach again.
You've smothered her so completely
that it's almost as if
she's never existed at all.
Your frustration and fear
are trapped behind a killer smile,
thrown far beyond the pedestal
you have set up for yourself.
You are fearless, you are brave -
you are the very definition
of perfection.
But then again, you are not,
and that is why
your feet are at the edge
of a very tall cliff
purely of your own making.
That is why I am
fighting so desperately towards you,
trying to pull you back to safety
before it is too late.
That is why
I can never say
that I will ever stop
loving you.
With love,
Rhys
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Poetry"Some things in this world cannot be unsaid, Athella - and my love for you, irrefutably, is one of them." In which Rhys pens out her feelings for the illustriously broken Athella Halle. Cover made by @HailPerseusJackson © Makenna Collette (@mack-col...
