Try to convince yourself

Not to like a person.

It’s hard, and I ache

Because of someone

I can’t get past. He knows

Who he is… I think he

Does, and who knows

How long this will last?

It’s something I can’t

Speak aloud; I live in denial

For fear of relapse…

And still I ache for him

To come around, though

I know that I don’t stand a

Chance.