There are poems I wrote without a meaning, but just a group of thoughts with flowery and rhyming words that are truly eye-catching and can really feed your ears with satisfaction. Sometimes, they're written out of nowhere.
Sometimes, they're written because I just feel like writing one. Sometimes it flows like a river, but oftentimes, it's stagnant like a lake — but it is fresh like daisy. Sometimes, it's like a lemon. It's bittersweet, and I had to squeeze it.
Then I realized at the end of the day that they're overflowing feelings I couldn't put into letters and couldn't count in numbers.
It might be because I miss you, and all of you. It might be because no matter how hopeless it is, I am still hoping you'd end up with me like some sort of fantasy.
Maybe I was just too delusional
or maybe I could feel you're somehow into me.
Only fate could say.