Sometimes you cling on me,
Running towards be with open arms.
I'm afraid to be vulnerable,
So, I avoid you. Most of the time.
Sometimes you treat me as someone,
Which can be more than friends.
I am so weak that I let you do it.
Every time.
Sometimes I want to see you,
But when I saw you,
Your eyes are longing for someone.
It's not me. All the time.
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101 Poems About Him
Poesia"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...
