My friend,
If you miss her, call her
If you love her, tell her
What you're doing right now
Won't make you win her
If you're not going to do anything
I don't think she'll ever be yours
Stop waiting, and start doing
Time is not yours to tell
When will be the perfect time
Grab the chance
While you still have it
Before it's too late
Believe me, after this
You'll feel great
Cause when you tell her everything
And going to wait for her text
You'll feel crazy but it's worth it
Finally when your phone beeps
Reach for your phone
And you'll be surprise
To see a text saying
Sorry your load has expired
"8888" is the title of this poem
"as your load expires, I hope your love for her would be burden too
If you're truly meant for each other, she'll do an effort just as much as you do
Loving Yourself is not wrong, it's the key to gain love from others"
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8888
Poetry"as your load expires, I hope your love for her would be burden too If you're truly meant for each other, she'll do an effort just as much as you do Loving Yourself is not wrong, it's the key to gain love from others"
