You were shy
And I was shy
So quiet you and frightened I
Talked with the truthfulness of hearts and eyes
Many a dream and many a sigh
Passed to you from I
Then I had to go
And to let you know
I broke our silence and named my woe
You shrugged, I supposed, with sorrow
Trembling, frightened, too quickly I moved go
Your reply not to know
Only hoping you'd know
A maiden's love for you so
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Who I Am; A Poetry Collection
PoetryPoetry that reflects my life and soul. Also has my thoughts on various things, and poems about my crushes, and shouldn't be super depressing. (Shocking for a book of poetry on Wattpad, right?) Turns out you don't have to be suicidal to write poetry.
