She is an art, an art to be awed.
She is unfathomable.
Elusive, incomprehensible, abstract, but beautiful.
She has a taste for something not appreciated by many, a geek, perhaps.
She knows things some may never be interested in.
She is knowledgeable and intelligent.
She is not up for a chat, but a conversation.
She got the looks, the poise, the grace, elegance, and dignity.
She is passionate at what she does, almost like a perfectionist, but is willing to forgive mistakes.
She is compassionate, kind, and has a sense of humor.
A complete package.
But he never loved her, let alone liked her, why is that?
Well, because this is not a story about a girl but of a gay man's unrequited love for a straight man,
And yes, 'she' is used to mask HIS true identity.
And that is why he can never love "her".
What is true love if you cannot love someone and look past beyond their earthly qualities and stare into their soul?
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Free Verse
PoetryA Free Verse is a poetry which contains no rhyme, rhyme scheme, and follows no meter; malayang sulatin in Tagalog. Inspired by Lang Leav.
