You'll never know how happy you make me.
Oh, you wonder why?
Because unless you tell me first,
This secret with me will die.
I've fallen in love with your smile,
But to you, I'd never tell:
Because unless you tell me first,
With me these words forever dwell.
Your voice is like a sweet melody:
It softly fills my ears.
But unless you never tell me first,
It falls on scattered tears.
Others don't always understand me:
What is wrong with my taste?
But I just can't help myself!
So why, my time, do I waste?
I'll never be able to tell you.
Please, don't ask my why.
I've fallen hard but can't admit,
Because I'm way too shy.
And then funny thing... A few days later after I wrote this, he did indeed tell me first.
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PoetryJust some random poems and whatevers that I've written. Honestly don't expect much reads, but writing gives me a sense of peace and comfort. Also, please don't take any of these or use them in any books or anything unless you ask permission.
