i would often watch you work.
how you would keep your art materials in one big bag, then you would scowl when you notice one is missing;
how you would look at me when i crack a not-so-funny joke and your big, round and cute eyes narrow themselves at me;
how you would randomly dance with or without music and you close your eyes and you smile brightly;
how you're mad and joyful in the span of 10 minutes;
and how your eyebrows furrow when you're focused.
you're cute. and adorable. and you're such an amazing human being.
you deserved to be loved. even if it's not by me.
i hope no one hurts you. because it hurts me to see you sad and alone and miserable.
if you have a problem, or if you need me (even if you don't), then i'll always be here.
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YOU ARE READING
You
PoetryI didn't intend to publish this, but I'll take the chance. ('di na-proofread, sorry for errors hehi)