1. Your hair. It's amazing how the hair changes someone's expression. Yesterday you looked so cute. Fifteen years old guys don't like being called cute by girls who are two years older than them. But you looked cute.
2. The way your friends talk to you. And I'm talking about girls. How they hug you when I'm not even able to talk to you again.
3. They way you passed near me without looking at me and how stupid I felt.
4. Maybe if I say hi to you you will think about me for two seconds. Or maybe you'll think about me they whole day.
5. Maybe…
6. You like girls who smile. You like girls with the sun in their eyes and flowers growing on their cheeks. Too bad I'm not a morning person.
7. One day I made you smile and Oh Dear! It was an honor to make someone so beautiful smile that way.
8. The day I spent thirty minutes with you. How you didn't talk much. How I still think it was because you were nervous.
9. The day I hugged you when you were feeling down. It was the same day I made you smile. You were surprised I remembered.
10. When I touched your hands for a few seconds. It was approximately two months ago but I swear I can still feel your warmness.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC
After I kissed her,
I woke up and she vanished.
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 12:35 PM UTC
I have been imagining, latetly, my first move.
Oh why is it so hard to even say hi.
No, is not that hard.
But what after I salute her.
I can't tell my feelings -
No, not yet.
Maybe I should write my feelings
Maybe no one would know
It can be a secret love
So secret no one would know.
What's the point anyway.
Maybe I should write my feelings:
Maybe I should describe her with a good rhyme
But
Nothing rhymes with angel
You'll find something better soon.
What if I don't.
Go on and talk to her
Say whatever it comes to your head
You're smart enough
No one would know.
I'm not that smart.
Thank you
For your patience
And time
I'll see you next time,
Who knows what would happen.
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 11:50 AM UTC
but I don't write about you anyless.
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 1:49 PM UTC
And how happy you are thinking about someone
who is not me, but how happy I get whenever I see you smiling. How adorable you look.
I've been thinking about the way your eyes
automatically go down whenever you're walking
alone and don't want to look at someone directly in their eyes. How adorable you look.
I've been thinking about how your eyes shine
when you're playing and joking with your friend.
Your friend that I guess you're in love with.
How adorable you look
How happy you look
How unhappy
I feel.
But I'm not blaming you. It was my mistake.
For if I have looked at another direction
I wouldn't be thinking about you.
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
I want to touch you
but,
I can't
feel you.
I want to tell you everything I feel
but,
you won't hear me.
I want to taste your lips
but,
I can't see them.
I want to call your name
but,
I don't remember it.
I want to be with you
but,
you don't exist.
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 3:01 PM UTC
Imagine if old journals could talk,
The chaos they would provoke.
Old pages revealing to old lovers
All the bottled feelings and unspoken words
You never had the guts to say.
Imagine them telling the darkest secrets
You trusted to those pages
And sharing the spelling mistakes you made
In that poem you wrote and you thought
It was so dumb and no one would read.
I just say,
Don't trust old journals.
The old and wrinkled pages are indeed astute.
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 3:24 PM UTC
sleepless nights
and countless attempts
of flirting with death.
fear and loneliness
until the last breath.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 9:53 PM UTC
whenever you feel sad
just remember the ones
that love you.
whenever you feel sad
just remember all the virtues
you have.
whenever you feel sad
just remember the most
underrated yet beautiful
little things this life has.
I can’t promise
you’ll feel better,
but I can tell
that you will
s m i l e.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 9:51 PM UTC
She is the first girl
I've ever looked this way
and I find it so hard
not to look at her.
I can't decide what I like the most about her.
I love her eyes.
They're so close to each other, in a funny yet adorable way.
That big and dark brown pair. Oh, it's my favorite.
And the way her hair brings that shape to her face
just makes that doll-faced appear in my thoughts.
I don't really like her hair. But that I want to run my finger through it...
yes, it's true.
Even her giving name agrees she stands out.
Too bad she prefers to call herself another name
but, at least there's someone
who enjoys
pronouncing it.
d.g
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC