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one moment you send me above the clouds
then the next second
i find myself drowning again
my pendulum just swings
from the utmost joy
to the worst of sorrow
i'm afraid that's what
you'd ever make me feel
it was enchanting to meet you
though i never said so
you left too soon
and i counted your steps
as you walked away
there's no such thing
as getting enough of you
i always end up longing
for your presence
that's one thing about me
i'm a sucker for sweet remarks
and those things you do
that make smiling seems inevitable
just give me signs and hints
for i have given you too much
tell me whether you don't get them
or you're afraid to return back the feelings
or worse, you never had any to begin with.
YOU ARE READING
Wishful Thinker
Thơ ca/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
