The unrequited love poem

I saw you sit there,
I wanted to say hello
But I just could not.

So I bide my time,
Learning what I can until...
At last, there it is.

What I expected,
You are already taken.
She's lucky, I thought.

I sit down and weep.
These dreams I have are painful.
But even in pain...

I can't stop dreaming.
I want something to believe,
But it does not come.

I will still hold on.
Hold on to the hope that I,
However broken

Will one day find it
Those elusive four letters.
Then love will be mine.

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