i try to move on
put at least three people between us
so that we cannot touch
so that we rarely can speak
but still
when the teacher asks me to write a poem about someone important to me
you are the first one that comes to mind
still,
when there are so many others to look at
i wish only to look at you
still,
when people have so many opinions
i only care to hear yours
after listening to so many different voices and examining so many different faces
after trying to love others
still,
still i love you
YOU ARE READING
The Heart And The Mind
Poetry《 my secret is that I long to be loved 》 ▪a collection of original poems ▪
