Happy Hug
He pulls me closer
My face on his shoulder.
Holding me so tight,
My heart and lungs starts to fight.
We're so close to each other,
I could smell his scent on his shoulder,
The scent from a lost boy
Whom people used as a toy.
We parted from each other
Break the moment that can't last forever.
Truth reveals tears from our eyes
Caused by the hurtful lies.
His pink lips smile,
A sign, time to say goodbye.
He holds my hand, squeeze it
And said " time can't make it ".
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Her Broken Letters
PoetryThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
