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poem, stanzas, close to my heart

The silence encroaches
And I fall in,
To a tumultuous world
Where I stumble and spin

My mind wont accept what my heart says is true
That you are the person who I see as you.
My reasoning mind rises up and says
Why cant you forget him, he's not right in the head

But then my heart utters,
In quiet reply,
"But hes not
He is my dream 'lovrboy'"
And so does it sigh
Then I think of him
And it instills so much missing
That I cant keep it in.

And yet, says my brain upon this retort
I suppose he's not the worst of his sort.
Sure he is ready to 'go' anytime
But that doesn't mean thats all on his mind.
See says my heart, now vindicated
The only problem I have is my want can't be sated