Loving him is both torture and ecstasy
I love him so much
Oh how he brings me happiness
His beautiful face
His strong but gentle hands
The way he laughs
The way he smiles
So wonderful
But the one I love oh how cruel is he
He denies me that which I desperately long for
Im denied his touch
Im denied his love
Denied the right to be more than just his friend
my love he does not return
to love him is like to be in the desert
to be in the desert dying of thirst
he is like a glass of water
That water you see but just cant reach
