How i wish
i was your first love
so you didn't have
to cry each night and
question your self-worth
How i wish
i was your first crush
so i will notice you
and show you the reasons
why you deserve to be loved
How i wish
i was a serendipity that
used to happen from your past
so you won't have to
worry about today 'cause
i'll be the first—i'll be the last
And i'm sorry
'cause it turns out
the other way around
I was too late and all i can
do for now—is to help you
pick up your broken pieces
from the ground
I have to wait
a little more longer
for you to heal and patch up
your drastic wounds
And i know that it ain't easy
but i'll be here waiting
even if it takes a million poems.
12 July 2021
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Poems for Her
PoesíaA compilation of poetries from an admirer who wrote a bunch of poems for the girl he adore.
