•If someone would ask me when the world would end,
I'd answer them "It's when he decides on just calling me a friend"
He makes this world heaven, and he also makes this world hell.
The way he smiles, is one of the reasons that I fell.
The problem is, we're too shy to tell each other
"Our friendships more important" so why bother?
I'm left here sadly, tiredly hoping
For a miracle that's never there waiting
Love vs. Friendship, a never ending fight
Not sure on what to pick, not sure on what's wrong or right
To choose one and lose one, a hard decision to make
"Frienships lasts forever" a sacrifice for our sake
I pretend I'm cuddling with him at night
As I wrap myself in blankets really tight.
Then I hope he'll seep into my dreams,
In which we'll be each other's King & Queen.
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Poems at 3am
PoetryBasically poems that I have made, bored and inspired, at night. Mostly about love, misunderstandings or self-harming. P.S I do not, in any way, support self-harming. I just choose to write about them to let you guys into the world of reality and sh...
