𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮

33 - My Hobiary

My friend stayed with me yesterday,

He listened to me
pouring out my tired heart;

My life was in a serious disarray,

Yet he's willing to sit by my side
and laughed till we fart.

Hobi seems to be that cute true friend.

My bestfriend treats me to a nice meal today,

I did great and deserves a reward anyway;

But no! Because it's my first in the nth time he said,

He's not harsh in fact he always sends me green light not red.

Hobi seems to be that honest bestfriend.

I will be meeting my brother tomorrow,

He will going to accompany me
at my sorrow;

He knows me better
and what's best for me,

We will be going home
and have a dinner with family.

Hobi seems to be that caring brother.

My boyfriend whom I haven't met,

He understands me
keeping my darkest secret;

He likes converting my lonely days
to a better one,

He sends me rays of hope
and hot love like the sun.

Hobi seems to be that loveable boyfriend.

He's the antidote of hope
I need after a hard day,

He's the daylight I'm waiting for
in the banks of the bay;

He's my human diary,

He's my Hobiary.

–written by minnaya34
Credits for Title: Stephanie F.

***This poem is a personalized poem for J-hope. I wrote this for his birthday so again, I didn't follow the rules in writing 😆😇💜