By the way,
if you ever were sad
to think that I don't
have a crush on you,
it's not that I don't.
It is that I do, but
I'm never troubled by
crushes, anymore. Their
fierceness, their sudden
surprise, the pang, the punch
- falling dizzy to catch yourself
and righting the world
before it can crash -
I'm an old hand at this.
A bit too old, and
in fact,
quite a catch.
And you, yourself, yes.
Most definitely. Don't
trouble yourself with
the slightest doubt.
But it isn't a problem
between us, you see.
It can't be, because
where affection,
fondness, respect
and love are concerned,
we don't keep our souls
in a state of drought.
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