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Art is my melancholy: The boy with the boy next door

artismymelancholy:

To the boy next door,

I give him a look

And suddenly, I know,

To me he’s like a book.

All he ever wants,

Is to be loved by one,

But still, all he gets

Is to be liked by some.

And even if such happens,

He’s pulled away

Because, to the boy next door,

No…