I know you're different,
each text makes me smile,
I think you're perfect,
I've been blind for a while.
But to you I'm like a sister,
one that you never had.
I wish I could tell the truth,
but that would make things bad.
I wish that I could tell you that,
The truth is, I love you.
You make every day special,
and amazing too.
I can't ever love another,
because of what you make me feel,
With you I can always tell,
that my feelings are really real.
However it really is silly,
because I can't move on,
and before I know it,
you will really be gone.
Is it really possible,
for me to hate to love?
I don't think I ever could,
when push comes to shove.
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Poems of Life, Love & Friendship
ŞiirThe poems I have written about whatever comes into my head.