A poem I wrote. Has nothing to do with The Loud House. Sorry, guys.
Every day I try to say
My feelings, yet
I shy away
Love, I,
Your heart and soul
Many dreams of you I hold
Yet in my heart I know this fact
Love, my love won't love me back
Of course you can't, and I see why
Visions and fantasies will get me by
Even so, you need to know
I love you
And sincerely so
I pined for you
Night and day
Cool then hot
Yet even so
That is wrong, yes I know
Regret, I felt
Each time I thought
About you and us and how I felt
Love me not, you, and still
Love you dear I always will
I know it's wrong
And just can't go on
Of that, I am aware
But still that love is always there
And you'll never know, I cannot share
Dream, then, is what I'll do
My love, I'll always
Dream of you