He asked me how our world would be
If I loved him as he loved me
Desire hidden deep within
Wanting him…my mortal sin
I dream about his pale blue gaze,
And pray to God it’s just a phase
This passion burning deep inside
Feels too strong to cast aside
My secret longing he can't know
What’s best for us is status quo
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