Call me a spy or a watcher...
I won't deny it, I might just win an Oscar...
For being such a stalker.
I Just can't get you off my head...
Maybe its because we left a lot of things unsaid.
I want to man up and text you...
And say something like ' hey what's up, what's new '
But I figured I don't have the courage...
Or I should first take some beverage.
My point is that I really miss us...
I probably sound ridiculous.
Because I'm the one who pushed you away...
The thing is that I didn't mean what I said that day.
But I think you took it to the heart.
I computed you moved on
And i think I can't have you back cause she won_ you over.
When she's gone
Give me a go on
And I will come running back to you
Because I'm not ashamed to admit that I love you like that.
For now I will just proceed stalking you because I'm creepy like that.
_Tao
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Emotions In Word's
Poetrywords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
