it's been a week since school started
yet the sudden encounter precedes
thy phase of pounding heart beats
and exchange of glances meet.
i'm entering another trap
either distraction or motivation;
wreaks his face on any location
blazing the enthalling smile of his.
oh please, make it stop.
this might be lame but,
i somehow feel the so-called-current
from the invisible red string that attracts.
seeing him every day lingers through
however, if it rapts to another level, too
i don't know what will i do -
whether i'll let him enter my life nicely or be
cynical about men as i often shoo~
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Poems Collection
PoetryA collection of poems made by docilejuvenile. Some were written before while others just popped out from the mind of writer. Just a skosh truth and not! :)
