How can this be?
I like you, yet we belong to others,
this is wrong,
I like him, but I like you too,
he knows, and I know he likes someone else,
We are tangled in a web of deceit,
how can this be?
Every poem has been about you,
adulterous words, my pen is unfaithful,
the lines are like a confession,
you barely notice me, yet I am captivated by you,
How can this be?
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