MY 11:11 WISHES

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I've been writing poems for a little more than a while now
But even so, I can't seem to answer all of my question of "how"'s

My hows about how I seem to always choose you above everybody else
How even looking only in your eyes, my heart instantly melts

My hows on how my life is filled with your smiles labeled with your name
But deep down, when it comes to you, I'll always be a losing game

A game where you break my heart more than a million times
Yet even so, I still manage to make all of these loving rhymes

Rhymes I know won't give me much hope
Poems you wont even hear, even if it's the thousandth time I spoke

Looking at the clock I saw as the time passes by
Waiting for something that can give a "because" to all of my "why"'s

As I checked the hand, now pointing at the minute just past ten
The hour on the number, I can make out as a very clear eleven

I made a wish, and another once more
And every day was like that, to atleast have a chance with the person i adored

Though when days, weeks, months flew and my tears  already got dry
Got too tired and was preparing for my much needed goodbye

But as I opened the door, I saw a bouquet of flowers laying on the floor
Seing your name on the card, I knew that my 11:11 wishes are wishes no more

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