This is a very short, sweet, endearing, and sad poem. That's a lot of words to describe something but I couldn't be more right. The thought of loving someone you could never be with is painful. No matter how much you love them they could never reciprocate those feelings. To see them laughing at a joke that someone else made. You are happy for them, but then you are stuck holding your heart within your own hands.
There is also the thought of them being with you but their heart is elsewhere. They could kiss you, hold you, comfort you. But their heart may be elsewhere. Or perhaps their mind as well.
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