It feels good
Walking under the stars
With the waves of the ocean
Clashing in front of me
I think I found happiness
This is my world
The real world where I belong
I can't ask for more
As I sat down
I hugged myself
And stared at the sky
So beautiful
The stars were a mess
But they looked beautiful in my eyes
It feels like I was staring at a mirror
The stars reminds me of myself
How messy I am
But still
I'm perfectly fine.
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If You're Not For Me
PoetryEvery moment feels so perfect when I'm with you. If we are destined to each other, can we make it till the end? Or should I even believe in it? But what if... What if you're not for me?
