Crushed

“It’s just a crush,” they told him,
“You’ll grow out of it,” they said;
Well, it’s been thirteen years,
And there she is, still in his head —

For being young does not mean
One can’t tell false love from true;
Or know the ache of loving someone
Who does not love
You


[As is frequently true, the ubiquitous “they” were wrong – Owen]

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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