Everytime,
You pass by,
My heart beats fast,
You look by,
My heart beats faster,
You smile by,
My heart beats the fastest.
Knowing your schedule,
Being a stalker,
Taking note on what you wear,
And comment their fashion sense.
Always imagine that you could talk to them and give your honest respect,
I'm to shy,
You don't want them to know you even had a crush on them.
But being a stalker hurts,
Seeing them happily with someone else,
That's just more than having a crush,
Bcs there's a slight chance to be theirs.
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POETRY
PoetryVarious of poems crafted by me and other poets with me for various of occasion. Sometimes we don't know how to express, "let my words become your sentences to express those thoughts"
