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PSR Mar 2016
With every smile,
With every glance,
My hopes are raised,
My joy enhanced,
I'm on a high,
It's such a rush,
So i make my move...
My heart is crushed.

Was wishful thinking
on my part,
I lost my head
and followed my heart,
I learnt to see
what wasn't there,
Her love for me
Is now elsewhere.

Will i ever learn
Not to take the bait,
That drop dead smile
That seals my fate,
It reels me in
And i can't break free,
I'm filled with a
false sense of security.

So again i'm struck
Deep to the heart,
With the realization,
We are apart,
The love we shared
has ceased to be,
So from now on,
just good friends are we.
PSR Mar 2016
For that
one look,
for that
one touch;

Oh well.
PSR Mar 2016
Many words left unspoken,
As i watched you sail on by.
Many deeds left undone,
And now you drift out of my reach.    
I could have called out to you.
I could have reached out my hand.
Now infected, these regrets consume and corrode me

— The End —