Is it strange
That when I see his smile,
My feelings change?
Is it weird
How after so long
His voice I still hear?
I can't believe
He'd speak to me
When I am but average
And he is pure beauty.
I smile when I think of him
And sadness leaves me be.
I love it when he talks to me.
Will it be more?
Is there just a flirt?
If so, I want to keep
This feeling
Evermore.
YOU ARE READING
Sure, Thanks, I am Fine
PoetryDepression Anxiety Insomnia Heartbreak Unloved Crazy Scared Joyful Happy Bullied Everything listed here is something I've either felt or gone through. As have many others. But is it easy to say out loud? No, it never is.
