Admiring you from afar,
I didn't have any courage to talk to you,
Every night I would pray to dream of you,
I would stole glances when you're not looking,
Does this count as a stalker?
I don't care as long as I got to see you,
In the end I hope you're mine,
But I know...
You won't.
YOU ARE READING
UNDER THE MOONLIGHT
Poetryִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ➴ ; random thoughts of mine. Should I say questions that I always ask to myself ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ❝ɪꜰ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ᴇxɪꜱᴛ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ❞
