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THE NUMBER 6|POEM

Oh my dear, i plan to confess my love for you..

Although, for some reasons i feel nervous,

i don't know why..is it because maybe you'd reject me?

But, i actually don't care if you'll reject me, so why...

Oh! maybe because i won't get to be with you if you'll reject me?

But its not that too...Oh, i get it now

I'm nervous, 'cause maybe you'll embarrass me and you'll tell on me.

And of course, i also feel excited..because finally after almost 6 fuckin' years 

i get to tell you that i loved, i love you, i like you.

But i know this isn't infatuation, does 6 years look like infatuation to you?

Does writing poems for that specific person look like infatuation to you?

Does thinking of that special person late at night look like infatuation to you?

It has been six years, six years! but of course it wasn't all happy.

I wasn't always happy. This kind of admiration for someone, is rare.

Well, for some people it is a shocking news.

Good thing no one else knows about my love for you,

except my friends, bestfriend/s, myself, and some other people o trust.

I don't just tell people about my crush, it remains a secret for some people.

i don't want history to repeat itself.

I have to admit i do have trust issues. 

And, i know i shouldn't let anyone know anything about this.

Its hard trusting people these days. 

HAHAHA, the way he talks with his friends,

the way he laughs at the joke his friends tell him.

The way he walks towards the canteen when he is hungry as hell, [HAHAHAHA do i really have to put this here? BAHAHAHAAH] 

'kay, that's all.

-Roz, your crazy author.