time flies
by very fast.
it's flies
by the
fastest when
you are
having fun.
it's flies
by when you
are busy.
and it also
flies by
when you get
too caught up
in your own
little world,
not wanting to
wake up from
your daydreams
and fantasies.
and before
you know it,
you already
fell for him,
drowning in the
pool of thoughts
of him you made
yourself.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetryi want to satisfy you, even if it means you seeing me cry. *poems with no rhymes but has a deep meaning. *lower case intended. *it's a little bit bad at the beginning, but the further you get, the better the poems are.
