It's 2am,
I'm here, yet once again,,
I can't stop thinking and my heart can't stop singing,
I want to sleep and close my eyes,
For my heart aches, but it's full of butterflies,
I can't stop thinking and my head is starting to hurt,
What is this horrible lovely feeling, that makes my stomach hurt,
I think I know, but I won't say,
It's about a special someone,
I will eventually call mine one day,
So, until I fall asleep and quiet my mind,
I'll sit here in silence,,
With him on my mind.
~Shilopink~
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Poetry: when one try's to interpret their emotions onto paper
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