The Boy #1

I wasn’t mad or angry
I wasn’t filled with rage either
Closer to upset, maybe
Only because I was so disappointed
In the knowledge that
I couldn’t have him
It was a bitter pill to swallow
His touch so light
It made me melt with desire
His kiss so hungry
It made me adore all of him
From his little stolen looks at me
His soft smiles at me when
He thinks I’m unaware
His eyes lights up and for a moment
I can see into his soul
I see confusion, I see chaos
The boy is bright
But the boy does not know what he wants
In the knowledge that
I couldn’t have him
I heard little cracks appearing in my heart
But it’s not about me
So I will guide the boy
And I will teach him patience
With patience and time
He can turn coal into diamonds
And when he is ready
Even if I’m not the one he chooses
I will still adore the boy
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