The Most

I am in love with the most beautiful person in the world
And you know it-- Not that I love you, but that
You are beautiful.
Alas ("woe is me" -how cliche...) the former remains the cross that I bare.
Damn you for stealing my heart. You seem to have
No use for it, yet now I can give it to no one else.
You have somewhat fucked me over--
And I still love you.
Fuck.