Words Mean Nothing

Words Mean Nothing

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I just found this poem-type writing that I wrote a while back in November that I completely forgot about because I lost it. I wrote this at a time in my life where I wasn't sure if anyone ever really listened to what I had to say. I know, that sounds like the most cliché shit you always hear right? Well, it's true. I would go to school and feel like I was just a robot without any emotion or meaning and no one would ever talk to me, not even my friends, because they didn't even notice me. I've always been known as the quiet one who sits at the back of the class wearing all black (lol reference af oops) and not speaking unless spoken to. This piece also has part to do with the person I had liked at the time. They were great and now, I hold no grudges against them whatsoever and we are friends. But, in this, it makes it sound like we ended up bad but we didn't. They just made me angry and we went through a rocky part in our friendship. Anyways, enough about me and this god damn poem. Read it and leave some feedback though. Would be much appreciated. (: (Also just a side note: please be aware of the fact that even tho I wrote this only about 5 months ago my writing and layout has improved a great deal since then. It's just lately everything I write doesn't meet my own standards, hence why I haven't published any of it. They're currently all sitting in the Drafts.)
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I have always been unlucky with love huh... I'm the 'Unrequited Love Repeater' that's right. It's almost like Cupid himself hates my entire existence. I met them again. My failed romance stories. The people who made me learn from my mistake. The people who taught me how to love myself. The people who broke my heart and mend it back. The people who made my smile brighter. The people who made my heart warm. The people who took pages from my book. Pages of happiness, sadness, anger, and well... past memories. Nightmare, my childhood friend whom I had always admired when I was young. He loves me but it was the type of love I didn't yearn for. Killer, the playboy who made me laugh the hardest. I wanted him in my arms but he wanted to be in her arms. Dust, my bestfriend who I resonate with a lot. Same music taste. Same vibes. Different feelings. He fell in love with my bestfriend. Error, my 'rival' at academics. I did everything I could to acquire his love. I guess you already know who lost between us. Horror, my guardian angel. Not literally. Comfort. He gave me comfort. He made me feel special but at that time I was already too tired to even try. Cross, my online bestfriend. My feelings on him are uncertain. I don't think I'm ready to address that yet. But after all these years, I still love them. Someday I will be brave enough to mutter the words "I still love you". ___________________ ↷I have the rewritten one published! (PLEASE GO READ IT HUHU) ↷DISCONTINUED but hey you might still enjoy it :) ↷art in cover belongs to @kucingmontel on tublr !! ↷female! reader

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