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I look at him
My heart fills with joy
I look at him
He makes me happy
I look at him
He can never be mine
I hear his voice
So soft, so kind
I hear his voice
My name, he says, so dear
I hear his voice
Three words I know he will never say to me
I feel his touch
So soft, so right
I feel his touch
Yearning for his arms around me
I feel his touch
Soon another girl will treasure it too
I see his smile
Smiling back, I hide my secret
I see his smile
Desperate to tell him the truth
He walks away
I promise to call
He walks away
I will see him again, but not soon enough
He walks away
Unbeknownst to him, with my heart
I think of him
Every hour of every day
I think of him
For he is my only love
I think of him
Dying inside, hoping for new life
I think of us
Oh, why can he not be mine?
I think of us
We would be so happy together
I think of us
Best friends; no more, no less,
no change of heart, no forever and ever
Not for us... Not for us...
Never for us...
My heart fills with joy
I look at him
He makes me happy
I look at him
He can never be mine
I hear his voice
So soft, so kind
I hear his voice
My name, he says, so dear
I hear his voice
Three words I know he will never say to me
I feel his touch
So soft, so right
I feel his touch
Yearning for his arms around me
I feel his touch
Soon another girl will treasure it too
I see his smile
Smiling back, I hide my secret
I see his smile
Desperate to tell him the truth
He walks away
I promise to call
He walks away
I will see him again, but not soon enough
He walks away
Unbeknownst to him, with my heart
I think of him
Every hour of every day
I think of him
For he is my only love
I think of him
Dying inside, hoping for new life
I think of us
Oh, why can he not be mine?
I think of us
We would be so happy together
I think of us
Best friends; no more, no less,
no change of heart, no forever and ever
Not for us... Not for us...
Never for us...
A poem in the perspective of my favorite Les Miserables character, Eponine Thernadier. This poem is written for every girl, like myself, who feels like Eponine. Don't worry, there is hope! Maybe all you need is an Enjolras lol
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