I'm always awake 'til midnight.
I love staring at the moon that peeks through the clouds.
Sometimes, I'm in deep thoughts.
Most of them are what ifs.
What if I didn't met you?
What if I didn't get close to you?
What if you loved me?
What if you'll leave me?
And after those thoughts, I'll sleep.
And I will wake up seeing the light rays from the sun across my room.
Staring, staring at our picture on the wall, look how happy we are.
Someday, these midnight thoughts will stop.
Ahh, another day to love you again, secretly.
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Untold Warmth
PoetryFor someone I never met. Not poetic, just random// Previous title: Unsaid Words for Him