You sit there
Just inches from my finger tips
Easily within reach
I love you.
It could be said
Nothing more.
You love me too, I know
And yet our love is impossible.
Your beautiful, sweet, kind heart
Is just to big for mine
It would engulf me, swallow me whole.
And then what would be left to love?
For now i can only be happy with your hand on mine
A longful look,
a kind word.
Your loving smile is all i need
For now, our impossible love will simmer.
And maybe
Just maybe
Someday my heart will be big enough for yours
Author notes
Option three
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oh my poor dear
dont doubt your heart, its a sea of love

