I thought that I could get over you,
Your dark brown eyes,
Your silly smile.
I think of the way you like to dance,
How you move to the beat,
How you sway your hips.
The way you pout,
The way you shout,
So clichéd,
And yet,
I love you.
I love that you hate sesame seeds,
I love that mature mind,
I can't stop thinking,
What if one day,
I get to feel your lips on mine.
I wish you would lean into me,
I wish you weren't so independent,
Letting your heart soften just a little,
Maybe that won't hurt?
Cause I swear to god that I love you,
I love you and it takes my breath away.
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PoezjaThe things that I can't tell anyone, because no one would even care how i feel. Well, this is how I can make myself happier, Writing all my feelings out. even if im bad at it, it doesnt hurt to try