You're just another one of those guys
With average built,
Average wit,
Nothing special,
The same old.
We haven't even talked much,
Just a few conversations,
Nothing too deep,
Nothing to dwell upon.
I probably even came off too meek.
But then why does my heart flutter at the mere mention of your name?
Why, when I enter a room, my eyes involuntarily search for your face?
Why just talking to you brings me so much comfort?
Why I know I can count on you, but we're pretty much strangers?
I tell myself it's probably nothing
Because I can't find a reason for there to be anything.
But then why, every night, before I go to bed,
I pray that you feel the same, feel something?
30 October 2018
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
