In the Realm of Fear

Does he not see the way I am always there

Agreeing with everything he says

making like everything

is perfect for me

talking him down from his ledge

Does he notice how my eyes follow

his every move

as he undulates across a breathless room

Does he understand how badly I ache

for the passion I can see in his eyes

to alight on me in the Realm of Fear

I eternally dwell inside

Why cant things work out

the way that they should

Why cant he love me the way he love me

the way that he could

When the night comes to an end

all I have is a friend

and I remain unrequited

and misunderstood

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