12|July|2020
𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲.
𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮,
you will always remember me. You will remember how lovely my smile is, and how my hazel eyes look so immaculate and innocent. You will also remember the tone of my mellifluous voice, my overreaction to quite simple things. You will remember me as a wholesome, as a full package. You will not forget how I'm able to make you love yourself and how I can stun you with my creativity plus the positive energy I share. You will remember my special presents, and how I get excited every time I'm about to gift someone. You will always remember my stupid thoughts and how dumb I can turn to be and of course how fat-brained I am when I don't get your jokes fast, and you will also remember my silly jokes because silly things make me laugh. You will remember how you keep reminding me of things you've said to me millions of times but I keep forgetting.
Still, you will remember how I can listen carefully to you without judging and how I can remember some details that you think I won't. You will remember the way I get mad easily، how sensitive I am and how cold hearted I can turn to be when I'm hurt and how the sixth sense works well with me. You will not forget how I can make it up for you when I make you angry. You will never forget how beautiful I am form the inside that shows up on the outside.
𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮,
you will love me more when you recall all these details in different times. When you order chicken you will remember me, because I'm the most freak chicken-holic you've ever encountered. Yellow color will remind you of me too, for it is my happy color indeed. You will remember how I love collecting fancy notebooks even though I don't write on them all. iPhones will remind you of me for I've always convinced you to get one, and then you will remember how I'm a WhatsApp person. My Gelly ,too, it will draw a smile on your face when you see it out on the streets. "It is my car, for the ones who haven't met me yet". Last but not least you will remember how I don't like honey and how it gives me tickles and that's the weirdest reason you've ever heard I guarantee. Finally, you will definitely remember how I'm always full of myself haha.
𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮,
I will be immortal in your lives, I'll be popping up on your minds once or twice a month and I will be there the whole year and years. And whenever you remember me in any sort of way. Remember that I love you all. And by "All" I don't mean ALL of you, but to those who dearly deserve my love. 𝒙𝒐𝒙𝒐
PS : 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, only some will read this and only few will call me straight away.
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She writes // Not So Secret Diary.
PoetryList of poems ✨ People would think they're just separated letters and we collect them to form words and sentences,they have no idea that we bleed on papers to take out the pain out of our souls. - 𝐒𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈. 🌻
