Ciphers Of Love Unrequited Because I Am Taken And You Are Already Taken Too

it is too unfair for me to hate you i admit this
you do not really know even if you are beside me thinking that there is nothing happening that there is nothing wrong that there is nothing between us that i have not rooted my hands to your soft hair

i choose to live wisely and i must invent hate to you i must grow the seeds of indifference for by then i too do not even know if slowly i am choking myself with this love that i have not offered with this 'thing' that you must not know for by then i shall be demeaning myself and all the meanings that i have worked for shall all be thrown in the river of trash and so when you meet me i am as solid and as high as a pillar and you are my butterfly that hovers around me and i do not say anything.....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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