What a nice day.
It's another day.
I wonder how he does?
What will happen today?
I hope I can see him.
I wish I could see her.
It's been quite a while.
My day is not complete without you.
It's the same thoughts within.
I wanted to be with you always.
Yet time really is a hindrance.
It's no big deal.
How are you these days?
What makes you busy?
I've got lessons to attend.
As I thought of.
How about you?
I need to see her.
I hope you two will be fine.
I know we will, thank you.
Yet, I thought and hoped that it would be me.
Yet I wished we have more time together.
I wonder how it felt to be with a guy like him.
She's just happy to how we are now.
I wonder how it felt to be the girl he likes.
I wonder who is her ideal boy.
I'm hoping someday.
I'm wishing someday.
I'll be the one who perfects his day.
I'll be the one who wipes her tears and reveal her smile.
I hope that he do absorb my thoughts for him.
I wonder when will it happen?
I don't need to be jealous at her.
What is she thinking this time?
Besides he's happy.
She's alone again.
With the girl he loves.
Wearing that facade that hides her tears.
All along I wish it to be me.
All along I wanted you to know.
Please let me hear his voice telling me.
Please let me make it right.
I love him, but I'm scared to put our friendship in the way.
I love her, all along, but she only see me as a friend.
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Under the Stars I Write
شِعر[A COLLECTION OF RANDOMNESS AND POETRY] "Under the stars I write, Under the moon so bright. In the darkness of my heart, I hold on to the light. Thoughts in my head written in paper and pen. Voiceless words composed of memories by fate." - Hanna...
