Yeah you know my name,
But that's where the story ends.
You don't know what I cry over,
Or how I am with friends.
I wish I could tell you
All there is to know,
But we just seem to be
Stuck at hello.You don't know my obsessions,
Or what gets me down.
You don't know how I dance,
When I think no one's around.
Not knowing you well enough,
It kills me slow,
If only we weren't
Stuck at hello.There's so much that
I want to know about you.
From your happiest moments,
To what gets you blue.
Perhaps I'd have known
What gets you low,
But you see,
We're stuck at hello.I want to know about your demons,
Your sorrows and regrets.
Even on your brightest days
What makes you upset.
But that can never be,
As you know.
We are just
Stuck at hello.Yeah we talk everyday,
But it's about nothing at all.
I know your favourite subject
But does that matter at all?
I don't know 'bout the emotions
That you don't show,
I wish we weren't
Stuck at hello.A/N—i've got another poem lined up lmaooo. i remember not writing anything for months and now that exams are round the corner, writing's all i've been doing lol. oh lord help me, i don't know shit
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