Well Readers today's post will be a poem I wrote about my platonic love and never confessing . It's better to confess and be turn down than live with the thoughts of "what if?" .
Anyways it doesn't rhyme and it's suckish but here it is!
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Why are we here?
On this desolate dark world
Without a benevolent lord
To guide us way from here
Why do we exist?
To glow and vanish,
To grow and perish
Alone by ourselves
Why do we exist?
To Live by ourselves
To die by ourselves
Or to exist with others?
Why do we have hands?
Is it to touch other hands?
Why do we have a heart?
Is it to feel other's warmth?
We are lonely islands
In a vast sea of others
Stretching our hands
To see who will stretch theirs
Looking for the light
In a sea of darkness
We wither in our plight
vanishing in the coldness
Isolated from others
Desolated from hope
We slowly fade away
Our light slowly flickering
Why do I feel this yearning
Is it because I haven't grasp anything
Why does my chest hurt?
Is it because I have a heart
I don't want to wither away
Without knowing what you feel
I outstretch my trembling hand
The wind carrying my words away
My hand almost reaching yours
Almost reaching but never touching
We fade into nothingness
In this desolating darkness
^^ what you think?
Since we are talking about love and never doing something about that burning sensation in your chest that threatens to engulf you I have decided to share a little story.
The girl I hold feelings towards had her birthday sometime last month. Well I wanted to give her something special but I had no money and my parents where going through a hard economic depression. So I decided to use up all my saving ($43) and buy her a gift. Well you can't get a girl good jewelry with $43 dollars so I had to improvise . Anyways she loves to draw so I bought her a book about drawing that depleted my savings to nada. Still I felt like shit because I brought her a book and who knows what some other people brought her.
So I wanted to write on the first page of the book, "You're more beautiful than all the precious stones and metals of this world. With a heavy heart I couldn't give you those gifts but I decided to give you this book to help you create more beauty onto this colorless world. "
^^ corny right? Well I couldn't bring myself to write these words because I was scared of what she would think of me. Now I'm like what if I would have written those words?
Vote if you go and do whatever your hearts dictates you! If you're brave then I salute you brave soldier.
Stay romantic
Alipi out
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