I would rather rip my tongue from my mouth,
than say I love you.
I would rather scratch my eyes from their sockets,
than look at you with that lofty in love gaze.
Even though I do and I want to.
I would rather play with mice than admit how I feel.
Its easier to do unfathomable than the heart wrenching.
And yet... All I want to do is tell you how I feel
Show you in the many ways I can.
I adore you and its ridiculous...
Its ridiculous how much I am conflicted
I do not want to tell you these things.
I want to run and hide.

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