I have butterflies inside my stomach.
That's why, I strive my word unto rhythm and poetry...
Across the whole wild world,
I stumble upon him.
I didn't think that he notices me.
Even tho, our eyes meet...
My heart goes pit-a-pat.
I think he didn't realize earlier...
But, what is this feeling?
My heart aches.
He, on the other side...
Recognize me as a...
Friend...
Everytime I think about it,
It feels like...
Everyone wears a mask,
But mine is weeping.
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Devotion
Poetry"Meeting you was luck, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was God's wish. Take note that this is how sweet as I can get.", he winks at me smoothly. Updates whenever I have free time... :)
