You

I remember the moment

I found out

and the heaviness began

to set into my chest.

I thought it would go away

into the uncertainty

and unknown

where it came from.

I still feel the violent pull

that forces it's way through

me.

I still feel the deep

heaviness from the beginning.

I still feel the same

when you're around.

I want to make you happy.

I thought it would leave.

I thought it would stop.

I thought.

I thought.

I could never admit

the feelings I have.

Fuck.

Why do you have to be

so beautiful?