My ex-crush is a beautiful girl and she talks with love and affection.
Her voice covered my heart with infatuation.
The rush of feelings were so intense.
So many questions and suspense.
I felt the pressure even though there was no hot air.
I had this thought. Did she still care?
I love like an Aquarius and she loves like a Scorpio.
I confessed and the rejection didn't lead me to hate and sorrow.
I chose to burn that bridge because I couldn't stay.
The romance was gone, but the platonic love remained anyway.
The Day I Wrote This Poem: April 3, 2021
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PoetryI wrote my first poem on October 8, 2019. Poetry is a beautiful way to express ideas and emotions by putting them into words. There are many different poem styles that I want to use, but I'll have to practice first. O mysterious poetry! What do you...
