Sonnet #4

My heart can’t help
But want to broken,
To love and risk rejection.
It’s like I’m addicted
To the high that a glimpse
Of a smile can cause,
That seeing everything
In rose tinted glasses
Is better, winter seems less
Solitary, and being alone
Doesn’t feel so lonely.
I don’t like the pain
Of unrequited love
But I will love nonetheless.

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