He touched my soul!

For the past few months I've felt something burning inside of me.
I had to scream.
I thought it was a crush, but for months, come on.
We were in love. I hate it.
He reaps inside of me, forever in my thoughts.
I miss him, want to caress him.
I love him, he loves me, it'll be perfect- but no, we have to live apart, with others whom claim to love us, but only to soothe their own selfish lonliness.
From inside my soul I cry, for I secretly know it will never be.
Alas, I love him just the same.
He touched my soul!