<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520145" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nebulous</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know I don't love you, yet I miss you so.<br>Perhaps 'tis obsession that's benighted me.<br>My heart doth ake and grieve, <br>my mind spirals into the birthplace of sorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do I feel this way? <br>There is no love for you that I feel, <br>except in friendship.<br>I am sure of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a missing of you, burning like an ardent storm of fire.<br>My heart is lit up with lightning as your voice falls upon my ear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you laugh, my heart pounds with joy.<br>How sweet it's music is.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot detach myself from this feeling.<br>It is no attraction. <br>No love.<br>Yet I yearn to be near you.<br>Why? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is there inside of me? <br>This 'love' infects me.<br>It poisons me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must leave, for your presence erodes my kidneys like the sea and shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot say why it is this way.<br>When you are apart from me, my spirit grows grey.<br>It is clouded, clad with a nebulous emotion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Free me, please.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Soren+Valentine">Soren Valentine</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520145" data-title="Nebulous de Soren Valentine" data-description="I know I don't love you, yet I miss you so. Perhaps 'tis obsession that's benighted me. My heart doth ake and grieve, my mind spirals into the birthplace of sorrow. Why do I feel this way? There is no love for you that I feel, except in friend..."></div> </div> </div>

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