Maybe one day you'll realize,
Maybe one day you'll recognize,
Maybe one day I'll be able to suffice,
Suffice the things that you want without the disguise.
Maybe one day it'll turn out right for you and me,
Maybe one day we'll find out that we're meant to be,
Maybe one day we'll spend the rest of our days happily,
Thus I know, that maybe one day, we'll be slapped by reality.
We'll be slapped by reality that we're not meant to be,
We'll be slapped by reality that we can't face things maturely,
But still, I'll push it through, though it's kinda risky,
Ain't going to give up, my dear, I'm sorry.
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When Feelings and Words Meet
PoetryOwn composition poems are written in here by me. Some of it are just ironic and is connected to what I feel about things, people and places. This will be filled with a not so deep English poems (for I want myself to understand it way easie...
