Dedicated to Ryna
It's hard to start a starting of a poem,
When you're around and waiting for him.
It becomes serious when you call my name,
Even the butterflies in my stomach enjoys rain.
When it's about you, I'm willing to fall,
Even if at the end, you will not catch me at all.
I let myself fall, I let my hand create our poem,
After I reached the end, the poem didn't rhyme.
Admiring you from afar was my ultimate recipe,
Secretly dedicating you story was my greatest memory.
The poem is about you, I couldn't stop me,
When they poem is for you, I can feel what really is beauty.
The more I hide, the more I fall harder,
I tried to approach and tell you I'll never surrender.
For this love will surely last more longer,
I'll continue to rhyme this poem, till the last page of paper.
I'll write a poem for you, all about you,
But you suddenly came and tell me, "I need to talk to you."
When our eyes met my heart beats like crazy,
The poem gets deeper, the words gets heavy.
When you tell me you love her it's hard for me to breathe,
After you walk closer, I almost dropped my pen.
The time I read our poem, we weren't meant for each other.
You're the poem while I'm the pen,
I'm a writer who wants to rhyme our poem,
But the poem didn't rhyme it has no same end,
Just like how I love you when you love somebody else.
It's our poem, it didn't rhyme, it didn't feel the same,
It was only me, who tried to rhyme the poem...
It was only me,
The feeling weren't rhyme as a poem I wished to read.
✍: Telma
Telma: yes, the feelings aren't mutual, just like the poem, I and my feelings for this certain person aren't rhyme at the end.
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