Sooner or later, you'll be one of the most important person to me.
And when I say important, I'm willing to drink a cup of coffee with you;
Instead of nicotine, I'll smoke happiness with you.
Coz being important means spending time and not putting it to waste coz you know it's all worth it.
Sooner or later, I'll start to talk with you and recognize the things you love to do.
Even if we're seats apart from each other,
Just by the way you smile and how your chinky eyes disappear;
I would know how you feel, same as the way you feel mine.
Coz we both know what feeling it is, and what they called it - love.
Sooner or later, you'll notice how tardy am I when it comes to school works - I mean who's a fan of being at school?
And you'll tell me how to get rid of the stack of notes inside my locker coz I kept on forgetting to throw it in a bin.
You'll encourage me to listen to the teacher instead of chatting with you;
Coz you know it's hard to resist the feeling we had knew.
Sooner or later, you'll tell me how good looking I am even without the thick eyeglasses I wore every time.
How you like my smile even without my braces just to hide the chipped tooth I had.
How you adore my hair even before I curled it.
Coz you love everything about me;
And when you fall in love with people, you fall in love with their beauty -their totality, and not by specific ones.
After all, I realized that I'm not the one you're looking for.
That I couldn't give up a stick of cigarette with your nonsense talks.
And tell you that I still couldn't take a sip of coffee coz caffeine sets my nervousness.
Coz I'm not worthy for you - for anyone else.
After all, I wouldn't be a able talk to you coz I don't have the courage.
I'm not brave enough to meet your eyes and looking away was the best option for you not to see the vulnerability in me.
Even if we both had the same feelings, I can't - I just can't;
Coz I know if I do, it's like I gave you the sledgehammer to break the walls I built for a long time.
After all, you wouldn't know that I love school, coz it's the only place where I can find and meet you.
That I'm not tardy, I just love the way you convince me to do school works.
And even how many times you told to get rid of the notes in my locker, I'm not going to do it.
Coz you don't know how much time and effort I spent on writing those poetries for you;
Too bad you haven't got any chance to read even one - sorry, my bad.
After all, I you would never tell me whether you like the new eyeglasses I have or not.
If my smile was better when I started wearing my braces.
Or how bouncy my hair was after I curled it.
Coz you don't love anything in me.
The fact is, nobody wants to love me after all.
//please, love me//
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The Poet Tries: Untold Love #Wattys2019
PoetryPoems about love. Poems about life. Poems about everything. Some things are better left unsaid.
