I closed my eyes for a tiny minute,
Thinking about the color of his eyes,
I wondered what I felt in that moment,
Then I realised: I'm truly terrified,
I keep telling myself: "I don't have to worry,
He's probably not gonna break my heart"
But even though I believe he won't,
The thing I'm scared of is falling in love,
Especially now that I know the things he can make me feel just by saying words.
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Dust of the untold
PoesíaYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
