How?
How did this happen again?
Why?
Why did this happen again?I don't know.
And I will never know.
But what I do know is that it's happening again.
Again with the same feeling.Although, for someone new.
Someone different.
Different personality.
Different looks.
Different.I feel happy to see them.
Excited even.
Happy to hear their voice.
Excited to look into their eyes.But this time, there's no sadness.
Not yet at least.
But still, there's none.
Only happiness.I guess that's good.
Yeah, I think that's great.
But, I want it back.
I want to feel sad again.But at the same time, I don't.
It's like I want to feel something stronger.
Something that occurs when I can't see them.
When I'm alone.It's weird wanting to feel sad.
It's not a good feeling.
So, why do I want it again.
Just like last time.I don't know.
All I know is that it has started again.
And I feel happy like before.
But not the sadness.No sadness yet,
Only happiness.
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PoetryThese are poems I curated from real events in my life. From sad to happy, frustration to fear, all of these poems come from events that have played a big role in my life.