He was a puzzle to solve,
An enigma to feel.
He was that one of a disaster,
That no one can deal.
He was supposed to be cold hearted,
A boy scared by all.
And there he stood in front of me,
All ready to fall.
There are some secrets held in his eyes,
Walls that cannot be broken.
Tears which cannot be shred,
Words that cannot be spoken.
All he need was love,
Love to remove his self doubt.
Love to break his walls,
To a world where love is all about.
And finally after some time,
There stood my boyfriend.
With fucked up past and broken walls,
With a terrible past no one could ever pretend.
With some cockiness and nasty attitude,
The jerk he always was.
With no trace of being a gentleman,
He looks at me like I'm his last.
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No I don't have a boyfriend. I'm just a girl with a lot of friends and studies😂😂🖤
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Of Dreams And Desolation
PoetryThese are just the collection of small poems that I write. I write poems of all kind so there is no particular emotion. But you'll enjoy it😁😁
