I always wonder,
What if I'm you're favourite
I am your promises,
I am your treasure,
You're precious.
What if I'm the one with you,
Standing under the moonlight view,
While you hold out your hands,
Saying may I have this dance,
And asking me to stay.
" Let me love you ", you said,
" Call me baby ", I beg,
" I'll be your bravest fan ", you said,
" Just like an idol you fan, whose name you always chant ".
With you, while holding the umbrella,
During the eve that seems like forever,
Your eyes that burn so bright,
Vowing that you love me right,
Forever 'till I die.
But not me the one who been told,
Not my hands that you hold,
I am not the one you said don't go,
and our page that I wrote,
I tore.
Tell me what to do,
And tell me what is love,
A countless time my heart screams I want you,
But you were way high above,
with wings made of her love.
What is love I said,
Is this sweetest feeling I felt,
Whenever you're next to me,
With lovely colours, you paint me,
Oh, how it hurts me.
Oh, how it hurts me,
As I need to bury this feeling,
As I need to stop this dream,
Entitled 'What If',
About you and me.
For the sake of my heart and your happiness.
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Poetrycompilation of unconfessed, unspoken and indescribable thoughts with feelings. ( poems and random thoughts were originally written by Shiba Luna; me. )