you're the reason i check my messages everyday
even though i know you won't reply anyway
they say good things come to those who wait
but no, i think i'm just too late
a lot has happened and you became busy
it wasn't how it all used to be
i miss those times where you'd talk to me
with fast replies that keep me company
back to the day
where i first talked to you
i was scared that one day
i'd go more than liking you
i sometimes find it stupid
that i am still scared
that one day, you'll be just like her
when i thought you were different.
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12 am » poetry
Poetryit's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.
