My Rose
My heart beats fast, my soul alight,
As I gaze upon her beauty bright,
But she ignores my every plea,
And my love remains a one-sided sea.
Her heart is cold, her words sharp,
And yet I cannot help but feel a spark,
For every time I see her face,
My heart begins to race.
But oh, the pain I feel inside,
For she is rude and full of pride,
And though I try to win her heart,
I fear that we are worlds apart.
Still, I cannot help but hope,
That someday she will find a way to cope,
With the love that I have to give,
And learn to let her own heart live.
So though my love may go unrequited,
I will hold onto it, undaunted and unblighted,
For even if she never sees,
My love for her will always be.
Your words paint a vivid picture of unrequited love, a powerful emotion that many can relate to. Beautifully expressed
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