Looking back she now knows how she had felt.
Seeing them in public made her head light.
She could not handle cards that she’d been dealt.
He did not know she adored him in spite.
His love belonging to another soul.
Her thoughts are gambled, and emotions tossed.
Without knowing, her heart was what he stole.
Seeing now, that what he passed up is lost.
She didn’t think she’d get over the thought
of surrendering risky bets at hand,
of not being liked by the one she sought.
Can one truly notice flaws not so grand?
She had thought that her flaws should be concealed,
‘cause who picks a daisy in a rose field?
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