Penciled hearts on paper
but doubt sets in like a storm
clouding my head thinking of you.
But I only have myself to blame
falling for someone I can't have.
This always happens to me.
A certified freak falling for her best friends
knowing in the end all I can do
is suppress the feeling each time
and hide away.
My thoughts and my heart
can't make a truce.
So I find myself always writing it all down.
It usually helps for a few
till I find myself thinking of you.
Everything about you, replays over and over.
So I decided to walk away
just like the others.
Figuring out the past just seems to follow.
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During The Pandemic (Poetry)
PoetryIt's been hard. Especially with COVID running in the air. Here's what I've written.
