If I Can't Have You

A poem about admiration from afar...

IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU

He almost looks innocent
Out of a dream
It's something about chocolate eyes rimmed in green

He almost is too perfect
Flawlessly flawed
Some think he's a geek but I'm sitting here awed

He almost is everything
Love justified
And yet I remember that love's suicide

He's almost a fantasy
But all dreams end
So I'll close my eyes and believe it's pretend