I don't know
what's going on, now.
I guess I was shot right in the heart
with a love arrow from a love bow.
Oh hell,
I'm so in love child.
I'm thinking about him/her all night.
I can't stop
and I don't even want to.
I just wait for the final day
I tell him/her "I love you".
The best would be
if he/she also told me.
But if he/she won't,
it doesn't matter he's/ she's all that I want.
And hell,
I won't give up trying.
Since the world without him/ her feels so empty
and i feel like I'm dying.
I just won't give up,
I swear.
She's/ he's gonna be a person
that in my heart I'll always wear.
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The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.