Mind Mist (an original poem book)

for a boy

there's a boy

and he loves you.

he's not the type to hug you often,

and support you always,

but at least he's there, right?

you wear his initial on a chain

around your neck

as if he knows you so well

if you really loved him,

why were you so scared to tell me about him?

for a boy we don't talk anymore,

for a boy i loathe you

for a boy i loathe myself

for a boy i stir up many words in my mind

thinking maybe you'll leave him when you realize

he's not for you.

maybe you'll realize

love isn't a sudden surprise.