Him.
When he took over my thoughts
He did more than just manifest
In my brain
He became the heartbeat that kept me alive
He rushed through my veins
And he didn't know it
He was my infatuation
He was my favorite
He was the only one who made me think
He made the cheesy things
Seem so extravagantly romantic
He was.
Something.
He was...different.
He was.
him.
This poem is about:
Me
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