When you smile,
The stars light up.
When I smile,
people ask me if I'm okay.
When you talk to someone,
They laugh and joke with you.
When I talk to someone,
They ignore me in favour of someone else.
So is this love,
Impossible?
Or is this going t be a clichè love story,
With us on opposite poles?
Or maybe, we'll make it.
Maybe,
We'll find a way.
A way to avoid all the
overbearing parents,
dissing girlfriends,
happy couples,
and depression.
Maybe, we'll even find each other.
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Spiritual Poems
PoetryTHE PICTURE FOR THIS MAKES NO SENSE I KNOW I JUST CHOSE SOMETHING IGNORE THE PICTURE
