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i found an old drawing, covered in poems about love...

no one can not love someone.
for all we know love is the only real magic out there.

whatever happens to me,
no matter what i go through with you,
you can only love me as a friend.
my feelings are stronger.

so i dream of the one i love,
to keep them with me even when there gone.
they all slip away.
eventually...

thoughts are clouded in my head of my love who could never love me back.
in silence of no romance,
i wait...