Why - Poem by Reanna Thornton
Why is this feeling on my mind?
What feeling is it even?
What has been said or done to cause this?
How is it expressed?
Do I have the right to feel this?
Should I even bother?
Should I let this feeling be known?
Is it too soon to tell?
Do they feel the same?
Do I run the risk of losing them
If they were to find out?
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