Sitting there trying
Trying to name all the feelings
The feelings you can't name
You can name a few
Love, confusion, longing, and
A yearning to be loved back
A yearning to be able to tell them
So badly you want them to know
You need them to know that you're in love with them.
But you know that you can't
You can't risk them leaving you
So now you label your self
Just a friend.
A friend who wants you
to hold their hand,
To kiss them,
To tell them its going to be ok,
And a friend who wants to be more
Than just a friend.
Knowing could make
Everything ok.
Knowing could also make
Everything end.
Sit there name the
Love for them, the
Confusion you feel about them, the
Longing and yearning to be with them
And still knowing
That you can't tell them
Because knowing could just make
Everything End.
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My Poems
PoetryThis is my poems that I write whenever I'm mad, sad, happy, or just feel the need to creat something. It was called "Arts" but I feel that that title didn't fit any more. I really hope you guys get a chance to read this and tell me what you think!
