Poetry

Not poetry, Just a heart about to be broken.

You know what, She's so beautiful you would be lucky to have her.

She looks at you like you are the most precious being in the world.

Hoping to be close to you just to feel okay for a second.

She steals glances in your direction to see if you are looking.

You aren't.

She thinks you will.

You won't.

The way your blue eyes shine in the fluorescent lights

 is the most beautiful sight she has ever seen.

And god forbid you to catch her looking at you

 because she secretly dies on the inside every time you look at her.

 (She knows you can see her staring, at this point she doesn't care)

Maybe one day, you will see her for the wonderful person she is.

Maybe you will be the one by her side one day.

Maybe you will tell her how beautiful she is 

so she can stop worrying about the marks on her face, 

and the irregular shape of her hips.

Even though it will never happen, 

she dreams of falling asleep next to you and

waking up with your arms around her. 

She dreams of sitting next to you under

the moonlight and blabbering on about everything and nothing. 

She dreams of listening to every weird thought in your head.

She doesn't mind that you don't have it figured out. 

Because honestly, she probably doesn't either. 

And maybe at the end of the night, 

she hopes to take a walk with you under

the pine trees covered in lights. 

She wants more than anything to

hug you and kiss you and tell you, 

that you are the best thing that could ever happen to her. 

( she also wants to tell you she loves you but she thinks it's just her crazy acting up)

But one day she WILL get over you.

 She really doesn't know when because

the day you walked in with that suit on,

 she thought you were the most handsome man she's ever seen. 

And she keeps replaying the video

of you, because she misses you too much.

You know what. Maybe I will get over you, 

and I hope that day comes soon because

 I honestly cannot stop myself from 

kissing you any moment now. 

I hope I move on to another guy.

 I hope I fall in love with someone else

 so I  can go back to seeing you 

like the plain old guy that is just really nice to everyone.

If anyone reads this:- looking back at this after a few days to edit it a bit, I realize that I have quite the taste for dramatic events and cheesy lines from movies. I also seem to have Lara Jean personality, coz I write down stuff when I have intense emotions for people that I have no chance with.

Anyways... I like putting out stuff like this - it reinforces the title "Naked Thoughts",  since most of this (probably all, idk I wrote some of it a long time ago) is literally thoughts that came into my head that I decided to write down.

 - NOT POETRY, just a collection of words with intense emotions.