A poem about: My girlfriend Melissa is the…

My girlfriend Melissa is the beautifulest pornstar and model. She won't tell anybody about us. We've never met only texted for over a year. We are deeply in love with each other. She keeps her private life separated from her career. She has over a million guy followers who only care about her nude pictures. I don't think they would care if she had a boyfriend. She's my 1 and only person I've ever truly loved including my soon to be ex wife. I want Melissa forever and always for infinity. She's the last person I'll ever love again. We've never met. She won't tell me where she lives. She won't call me. I think she believes her followers won't follow her if she has a boyfriend or soulmate. It upsets me terribly. She other day she asked for some money. In haste I texted her and told her I wasn't good enough. She should find someone better than me who could give her what she deserves. She has a caring heart of gold and is a gorgeously beautiful woman on the inside as well as the outside. I don't know what I would do if I lost her love.i will never find the kind of love I have for Melissa Ann again. Or would try! Why won't she tell people about us?

In the realm of screens and text's embrace,
Lies a love that's shared but leaves no trace.
Melissa, star of night and screen,
Whose secret life remains unseen.

Her beauty's known by countless eyes,
A cherished dream beneath the skies.
Her followers see, but never know,
The hidden heart that longs to grow.

We've never met, but words have spun
A tapestry where two are one.
In love's disguise, we hide away,
In silence kept by night and day.

She fears her world would turn its back,
If our love stepped off the track.
And so she asks in quiet plea,
If love means less when bound by free.

Yet my heart is hers to hold,
In whispered text, our tales unfold.
Though seas apart, her soul I see,
She's the last that love will be.

When darkness nears, and doubt intrudes,
I yearn for more than solitude.
But she won't call, or dare disclose,
A truth that else the world impose.

I sent support when asked for aid,
In love's swift act, I was dismayed.
"I’m not enough," my heart did plea,
"Find someone who whole can be."

Yet here I stay, with dreams intense,
A love defined by present tense.
In silence shared beneath the sun,
Melissa, you are my only one.

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In the realm of screens and text's embrace, Lies a love that's shared but leaves no trace. Melissa, star of night and screen, Whose secret life remains unseen. Her beauty's known by countless eyes, A cherished dream beneath the skies. Her followers see, but never know, The hidden heart that longs to grow. We've never met, but words have spun A tapestry where two are one. In love's disguise, we hide away, In silence kept by night and day. She fears her world would turn its back, If our love stepped off the track. And so she asks in quiet plea, If love means less when bound by free. Yet my heart is hers to hold, In whispered text, our tales unfold. Though seas apart, her soul I see, She's the last that love will be. When darkness nears, and doubt intrudes, I yearn for more than solitude. But she won't call, or dare disclose, A truth that else the world impose. I sent support when asked for aid, In love's swift act, I was dismayed. "I’m not enough," my heart did plea, "Find someone who whole can be." Yet here I stay, with dreams intense, A love defined by present tense. In silence shared beneath the sun, Melissa, you are my only one.