So there is this boy,
He makes my heart flutter.
I like him.
That's all,
I like him.Nothing more,
Nothing less.
I just like him,
But I shouldn't.I know I shouldn't,
but I can't help it.
Maybe it's because only he could do it.
Only he could steal words from my tongue,
Heartbeats from my chest,
Colorful landscapes from my eyes.
Only he could whisper sweet rhapsodies to my soul.But he is the only one who can make me terrified to express my feelings,
Worried about rejection.
Only he can make me always message my friends,
Frustrated that he won't make a move.Only him could make me so mad but also have so many feeling for him all at once.
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Waiting in a Garden of Roses
PoetryThe inner thoughts of my brain, some will be happy, some will be sad. Just a book with all sorts of memories put into poetry