Absurd adoration.

Golden brown eyes

study my face.

I love you so much.

I want to ask you,

"Why are you doing this to me?

You know it hurts."

Yet I let you hold me close,

And smell my hair.

I let you look into my eyes

and pretend to adore me.

I let you hug me,

Though you'll never love me.

By now,

I know the game.

And still,

I let you win.

Such a pathetically

painful

situation.

Such a shame,

Such a shame

That my first love

cannot

and will not

love me back.