I don't like you,
I really don't.
But when Love Story
plays on the radio
it's you I think of
and when I enter a room,
it's your face I search for.
I don't like you though,
I swear I don't.
But when I post a picture,
it is your like that I wait for
and when I hear a ping
I stupidly hope it's your text that I've received.
But I don't like you,
of course I don't.
it's that just that on some days,
there's almost nothing--
Not reading those books that let me escape,
and not even those hot chocolates that warm me up in winter days--
nothing that can make me happier
than the mere possibility
of you feeling the same.
but I don't like you.
I really don't like you.
I don't
I don't
I don't
like you.
A/N: Another version of one of my old poems.
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PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
