Is that it? Three letters of a message.
Your actions confused me.
I thought yesterday you liked me,
This morning you confessed to somebody.
Is that it? I muttered in mind.
You made a fool out of me.
Or it was me, who thinks too much
With my own delusions and fantasies.
Is that it? I want to ask recklessly.
You hold my hands, which set my hopes high
Yet, it's baseless and hopeless.
All the actions are friend material.
Or you are just a gentleman
Everybody talking about in town.
I think I confused my own self.
The fact that I thought we could be more than friends.
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101 Poems About Him
Poetry"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦." Have you ever been in lov...
