Poem -

Unwanted Love

That look in your eye is unforgettable
But the things that you do are unforgivable.
Lost in a dark place
Unsure of what's going to happen next.
But still no matter what you do i'll always be there for you.
But i'm still your unwanted love.

I don't know what to do with all these thoughts inside my head.
No matter what I do I can't escape the evil things they say.
I need your help
I'm lost.
I'm alone.
And I just need you.

That look in your eye is unforgettable
But the things you do are unforgivable.
Lost in a dark place 
Unsure of what's going to happen next.
But still no matter what you do i'll always be there for you.
But I'm still your unwanted love.

No matter how much i hate the things you do
That fire in my heart is still burning.
But I'm not sure if yours is too.
I love you….
Do you love me too??

That look in your eye is unforgettable,
But the things you do are unforgivable.
Lost in a dark place.
Unsure of what's going to happen next. 
But still no matter what you do i'm always there for you
I'm the one who listens to all your dreams 
I'm the one who wipes away your tears. 
I'm the one who has always loved you.
Why am I still your unwanted love.

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Gwendoline

This reads almost like a song 🎵 beautiful but sad too. Unrequited love is a hard thing to carry. Leaves the heart feeling heavy, and that’s what your wonderful piece did for the reader. It left them with a heavy heart 

keep writing this is good stuff 
Welcome to Cosmo 
Gwen :) 

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