I realize now that I don't think I like you
You were that guy who checked up on me,
Cracked my bedroom door open so slightly
Just to make sure I wasn't dead or in a bad mood.
Literally nobody does that, it caught my attention,
That's it.
Then it became a habit,
Coming to my room without knocking,
Opening the door so that just a sliver of your face was visible
Then you'd ask if I was alright.
I realized that you did this everytime you came over,
Even though you didn't come to see me,
So I started cleaning my room,
Keeping the slightest bit of mess just cause why not.
I now know that I in fact do not like you though,
I don't like you the way I loved the moon or the sun,
I know that because I've made countless playlists about them,
Never about you though,
Never had late night thoughts about you either,
So I've come to the conclusion,
That I do not care about you.
If we have classes together this year
I might self implode though.
The sun and moon thing is like- those cringy code names for two specific people 💀
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PoetryRandom poems that are basically my emotions scattered into poems whenever I feel like saying something to someone or multiple people but don't have the courage to so I upload it here in hopes that they'll see the poems and take the hint even though...
