What are you doing me?
I dream of us, living happily,
Yet in my heart I know we aren't meant to be.
Something strange is happening right here,
Like a firework in my heart, I truly care,
Or a high tide of an ocean, it's not fair.
Whatever it is, wether your deep eyes,
Or your beautiful smile,
It's a game of hearts I've been playing for a while,
But you're cheating, winning continuously,
Let's finish this distance of a mile.
Oh, I like that boy so much. Idk why and how but I do, it's not like he's perfect but ah, his smile and then his eyes, and the way he talks and then the way he walks, oh his hand gestures and his dimple and wrinkles, his childhood manners and his laughter and his kindness and then his sweet name. What the hell is happening with me? Oh gosh I'm going insane for sure.
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THE UNTOLD WHISPERS OF HEART
Poetry"From a distance, I admire his grace, Though our worlds are apart, I pray for his embrace." ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴘᴏᴇᴍꜱ ᴘᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇ ɪᴛ </3
