its the similar kind of pain,
moving in the same loop like insane.
you're my inspiration,the sort of boy I hope to gain,
when I'm self established and need a hand in the rain.
First time you ever talked to me was the night before my birthday at 1AM,
At least whenever I want I can send you a DM.
Funny how I was gaping at your face instead of focusing on your presentation,
every time you walk by,I get that sensation.
You're really good as a leader of our small group,
Too bad I get stuck in the same loop.
And I'm not sapiosexual but I love that you're a topper,
you're as new as the wine in my supper.
Trying hard to move on from someone you never dated,as painful as criminals in remand,
Just as its the same old one sided demand.
I've been facing it all since teenage like most other girls,
I crave for you more than pizza,dresses and getting hair curls.
I never been in a cringy middle school or college relationship,
but here I am writing you crappy love poem for starting a flirtationship.
14.12.22
BINABASA MO ANG
Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
