Unrequited.

This is my first poem ever, made it up in my head while watching some special on TV about Abraham Lincoln. People who read my blog, you'll know who this is about.

All the pain that I feel
Comes from knowing you and I are merely a dream,
And will never be real.
This love has caused me nothing but pain,
Because when I love,
I love in vain.
Yet when you're around,
I feel myself change.
I feel alive, invigorated,
Like a walk in the rain.
And that invigoration lasts, until you go away,
Then returns that old familiar pain.