Broken Poems

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I attempted to ameliorate our relationship, but it was too late.

I never lie when I say I love you. I don't want to leave your side, but you push me away from you.

You choose someone else and I still choose you.

You feel insecure and you remain perfect in my eyes.

See, that's how I love you.

You pushed me away, I did go, but I never left you. I'm secretly wanted to hug you, whether you realize it or not.

Losing you has never been this painful before. And finding you is always difficult for me.

There is a moment where I reminisce about the first time I found you alone in a quiet classroom. Wearing earphones in both your ears, you don't seem bothered by anything.

That was the first time I was curious about you. My curiosity turned to liking.

I loves to see you smile just a little bit. Because your face looks so cold.

When you're with me, we barely talk. I ignored you because I think my heart skip a beat everytime I saw you.

But with other girls, you even seem very comfortable and excited.

I realized, you never do that when you're with me. I'm not enough to make you happy.

We're too weird to be a couple. But we were once a couple.

In just a moment.

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