Why you?
It's been four years
since the day I met you.
You might not believe it
but you already got my heart that day.
Your face is really handsome
making my eyes to only look at you.
The moment I caught you staring at me,
it makes me hope that you like me too.
I don't understand myself
why until now, I still like you.
No, I think I already love you.
Well, since the day I first saw you.
I never thought I would fell in love
to a person like you
even if we never talk regularly
nor meet each other almost everyday.
I only know your name and age.
I have no idea who your friends are.
I really have no more infos about you
Yet, why do I still love you?
I denied that I like you.
I denied that I'm falling for you.
I keep denying my feelings for you
even though I always wanted to admit it.
Someone told me that you're taken.
It breaks my heart knowing it
but I just hope and prayed
that you're happy with her.
I thought I already forget you
but someone brought up your name
making me speechless about you.
I don't want to talk about you.
I keep asking myself,
Why you? Why do I love you?
I keep trying to forget you
yet why am I still dreaming of you?
It's been four years,
four years that I love you.
I hope one day, I'll forget you
so I can finally love someone new.
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Fiction And Reality Blends | Book Of Poetry
PuisiPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. -BlueCryztalz The words used maybe simple but they create a deeper meaning when combined. Why did I wrote these poems? For what? Maybe to inspire others...
