WEIRD
Its weird
I wrote about you
like I know you;
but I don't.
I wrote about you like we used to be together
but that's not right.
Because you were a stranger I fancied
a year before grade nine
and of course the fact
that you saw me as a clumsy girl
with her signature childish banter
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Admiration
Do I love you? Maybe I don't.
Do I admire you? Maybe I don't.
You were just a person I thought I admired
for so long.
I'm quite sure I could easily forget you
but I'm not sure if I really could
because I've admired you for so long
(and sometimes,
like this frustrating nights
I think I've fallen for you)
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YOU ARE READING
stare eyes
Romansaprologue to something I'll never write and never... vanquished. The poems are all mine... I think. (because I've written this a bit late at night so maybe I've read it somewhere but... yeah.) Also the art here is beautiful BUUUUUUUUUT NOT MINE...
