My mind does not believe it
But my heart declares it so
My mind is loathe to trust it
So many times before
My heart's led me astray and I
Having followed it into the dark
Have returned much changed from whence I came
And lost the better part.
"I cannot be in love," I've said
One hundred times a day
"It cannot be, I will not let
My heart lead me astray."
But when the rest is silence
And I'm lying in my bed
Those creeping thoughts of whispers sweet
Start running through my head.
I'm not in love, I know that much
My feelings are a lie
But still I lie awake at night
I'll think of him and sigh
I'll turn my head to find him
And smile when I see
I'm not in love, but wonder
Does he ever think of me?
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Raven Whitecastle
Book nerd. Theatre nerd. Nerd in general. I've been writing for as long as I can remember, because I couldn't go to all the places in my head where I wanted to go, unless I created them for myself.
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