for being a continued idiot
cuz've love.
after all,
it takes ignorance
to never give up.
I tried
my dumb heart out,
but it's all hocus, anyhow.
cold showers
can't cure this,
neither can new lovers.
mornings find me
minding my heart,
missing her like crazy.
just a teaboy
with half-opened books,
I may never stop with the poems and hope.
unrequited at best,
ignored at least,
but it's not up to me, dear.