Unfortunate soul,
My unfortunate soul.
How can this happen to me?
I seldom love
I seldom live
I seldom feel butterflies in my belly.

Yet the single time,
The only time I did
Was when I was with you.
With you, a forbidden soul

The forbidden apple
in the Garden of Eden.

Why?
I could fall in love
With anyone in this whole, wide, wild world
But why did I fall in love with you?

It’s driving me crazy
That I can’t be with you.
It’s making me mad
To know that it’s hopeless.

I can already see them stare
I can already hear them talk
I can already see their lips
Judge you and me.

And it hasn’t even happened yet.

I love you
I say silently
I love you
I tell you in my head.

My poor, unfortunate soul
Could never say it out loud.
I can never say it.
You can never hear it.

And so I hold so dear
Those moments
Which to you are meaningless
But to me,
Mean everything.

I hold on to the
Faint, weak smile,
The awkward space between us,
The long pauses,
The unspoken air of respect.

I hold on to the little
Moments
That make you fragile
That make me fragile.

How can I unlove you?
An unfortunate, forbidden soul.