When they asked
"Hey? You seem so loving...
Is it a form of attraction
Or a huge one-sided feeling?"
I want to just
Nod and shake:
"Listen, I relish them
And it is always so high."
"But your eyes when they pass?"
Bright, anything wrong...?
"The temper in an unfamiliar talk?"
It's normal 'favourite person syndrome'.
"Fast n click huh?"
I know what is like to wait.
How naive can I be
Behave in a sentimental way to them
Mimic anything they do
Just like a mirror.
No, I'm not jealous
Or trying to steal their lover
Nor their shine.
It's just...
They are my dreamcatchers.
They make the reminisce
The fun of the pizza parties.
A bond with me
And my silliness.
Maybe it's not,
What you think it is
But platonic exists!
You know? Just one-sided.
It's okay.
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Words To Somebody (Poem Book)
RandomA poem book, mostly about my feelings and nostalgia. I don't write this book for views, I just feel satisfied to write everything out like a web book. Leave advice, comments if you like.
