You Called Me Beautiful


When you looked at me,

my cheeks got flushed

and I stood frozen in place.


I swear my heart stopped

in that moment when you saw me

in a crowd of people.


Then days later

when I found the courage

to talk to you.


You called me beautiful.


You thought I was beautiful. 


Here I was just happy

to admire you from afar,

but you saw me worthy of you.


This is the sweetest gift

I have ever received,

even if I know it must be taken away.


I don't know how to have you

without destroying you.

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