Like the beauty of the night sky,
Where I'm drawn without knowing why,
Yet I still continue to admire from afar,
Like the depths of the ocean,
Where I'm clueless how to unravel its secrets,
Yet I'm still fascinated with what's hidden,
Like the calming sound of the forest,
Where I developed an addiction I can't explain,
Yet I still seek its company to fill the void of my emptiness,
Just like these mysteries I ponder in my solitude,
Which brings me both happiness and confusion,
I think that when I fall in love for real, it will feel like this,
And it frightens me more than anything,
I feared I will be drawn to a man who is light in the dark,
That I will fall in love with his depths over what I see on his surface,
That I will always choose this love against all the logics I have,
It's not the feeling that scares me as I write this,
It's the possibility that I might never feel such a kind of love.
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RHYMES OF MELANCHOLY
PoetryPOEM COMPILATION *** Under the gaze of the moonlight, The stars asked three people that night, "What will you give in exchange for my light?" The doctor answered, "I'll give you my sight, So you will see the world in someone's eyes." The teacher sai...
