Love Poem: The Youth of My Unrequited Infatuation
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Written by: Deasia Luster

The Youth of My Unrequited Infatuation

It was a quick exchange….
one glance and it was as i’ve known him my whole life
It was a quick touch
One touch that kept me up every single night 
THE YOUTH OF MY UNREQUITED INFATUATION..
The thing that no one tells you about love is that it comes at anytime
And no one is required...to reciprocate.. It's truly…..sublime??
No matter how many times my heart beat out of my chest
No matter how many times my love was expressed
No matter how much i tried not to look obsessed 
No matter how much i tried to suppress
It was obvious to you and those around
That the sight of you picked me up off the ground
But what they didnt know is that I needed you!
I needed you to help conceal my problems
I needed you to help heal and solve em
I thought that the thought of your pale skin would help me recuperate 
But even the thought of you steered me everywhere but straight 
Still I put on a smile daily and wished myself luck
Yet i was still struck with the reality of rejection
 THE YOUTH OF MY UNREQUITED INFATUATION
Everything about him and I just seemed to click
Every Part of me wanted my temporary happiness to stick
When listening to his pain i would hold back
For the fear that if i released my pain he would see what “normalness” i lacked 
I tried to distract myself with the fact that the feeling was not mutual 
I tried to replace him but he was different...he was unusual 
Me attempting to replace him was pure blunder
Though i was in a relationship with another i was left to ponder 
Over the thought that,that quick gaze
Distracted me from reality and through me directly in a daze
I know that i'm at fault...my attachment issues have me in a rut
I tried with all my might to give up on you but
How dare I stop loving you, how dare I give up
How dare you not accept me...is my love not enough
THE YOUTH OF MY UNREQUITED INFATUATION 
I know that me calling him “the love of my life” and “love at first sight” sounds a bit cliche
But even now as i’m sleep i can't get rid of the sight of his face
Though I can't go back in time                                                                                                
I would be lying if i said  i didn't want him to become mine