Looking at your eyes,
Feeling these butterflies,
I have felt this for the first time,
But you don't know.
Your smiles reminds me,
Of all the summers in stories,
The one where dream comes true,
But you don't know.
All these words I write,
All these endless nights,
I think of all possibilities,
But you'll never know.
For I hide the truths,
And mask my smile.
Maybe because of my ego,
But mostly due to heartbreak.
And nobody knows.
Am I a coward?
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
