The first poem I’ve written in three years. It’s by no means polished or professional, so please berate my style and tone in the comments section: I crave guidance!

My best friend,
My truest desire,
With others always on her mind,
And sympathy her strongest skill,
Beautiful, patient, thoughtful

I’ve watched, waited, wondered
Taken your stress and made it my own
Taken your pain and made it my own
I’d gladly take your love and make that my own,
If there was only enough

Meanwhile, you’ve stood by
Sweetly empathetic to my feelings,
Mimicking my actions,
Helping me achieve my most deep-rooted intentions
Which have always centered around your own happiness

While I take freely from you
You do the same to me

You take my time
You take my sleep
You take my smile
A practiced theif
Not once have you failed to take my breath

The key to my heart is strung selfishly around your neck,
You take my amorous attention,
But won’t accept my love

I hate you for it,
But I can’t stop loving you,
Friend

Not sure if it’s obvious enough on multiple readings, but I purposely put a parallel between the last line of the first block and the first line of the last block; IE beautiful associates with watched, patient with waited… etc.

Also, “Which have always centered around your own happiness” was meant to be a bit of a turnabout; the first four lines imply a complimentary tone (towards the girl/subject) but the fifth line (I hoped) reverses the tone and exposes a selfish attitude.

Anyways, I ramble… Thank you for letting me share! I haven’t picked up the pen in three years, but please don’t hold back any suggestions/criticism. :)

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