Dysphoric and euphoric
At the same instant,
The brows frown
Yet there's a grin,
The core contracts in sadness
And expands in happiness,
In case you wonder if this is possible
It totally is, when the person you like
Doesn't care an oz or like you back
You still find a wee joy in your liking
And dashing hopes in the disregarding.
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