love is a strange thing,
it is ever consuming,
more and more people,
it has consumed me,
but how do I then tell them,
I think I love you,
its impossible,
for me to express my thoughts,
because I just know,
I know one small fact,
the fact that they don't like me,
I'm ok with this,
to want something more,
is to assume that in life,
they also want more,
and I know they don't,
I know they don't look at me,
like they want my heart,
what skills do I need,
for her to see me as more,
for her to love me,
will I get a chance,
to tell her that I like her,
or will I be shot,
I've been shot before,
shot with heartbreak it was bad,
I will stay silent
for the wounds of old,
still need time to heal themselves,
but I have moved on,
will I ever say,
will I build up strength to say,
I think I love you,
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Haikus About My Life
PoetryThese are a few personal haikus that I've written and continue to expand on, hope you like them