I was busy studying my lesson
I guessed this is a good distraction
But then I saw you from my window
Looking at me while holding your pillow
It was already late and you need to get some sleep
So why are you still up, sitting and staring in deep
Suddenly my sight was blocked by two soft hands
You used to do that back when I'm still your man
I knew it was her, my temporary damsel
I faced her with glad for you to see green
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50 Random Notes
PoetryWords are being fit together to create lines, Lines that sound better in a stanza, Stanzas that will try to creep in your hearts, And these are my random poems, my random notes. -Q "With God, everything is possible"
