Flying Away || Poetry

A (Not-So) Love Story (Part Two)

How much I long to have
Your hands in mine
I dream about it
Every night
And though it sounds weird
If you were in my position,
I swear you'd do it too
We're so different
Yet the same
Two lives
Someday, maybe
One mind
I hate when your head turns
When she walks by
But I could wave
In front of your face
A million times
And you wouldn't notice a thing
Impossible, isn't it?
I'm possible
You're possible
But we
Us
You and me
Couldn't ever happen,
Could it?

Okay, okay, I'm done with love poems for a while, and I'm sorry that you had to deal with that, but I'll be done with love for a while, as long as I can make it last, 'kay? Okay. Great. |And yes, this one was also done a long time ago, and apparently, I really want you guys to get this, because it's not true anymore!! I explained in the past two chapters, so I'm keeping this one short.|

Xoxo,

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