You make me feel right,
when
I feel wronged...

In a world
Full of emojis and stickers,
We are no less than robots,
Expressing through dark screens..

Her mom's old watch,
Her dad's old diary,
Became her new company...

Distance is just a number,
Impossible is just a word,
Apart is just an illusion.

Let me in so that
I can heal you,
I can help you forget him,
I can make you stronger,
I can make you trust again,
I can make you laugh again,
I can love you..
So that we can live happily ever after..

Who is a CRUSH?
Someone to brush,
our feelings on..
No need to flush,
our feelings of sadness down..
To make ourselves blush,
on looking at them..
To gush,
your shy on them..
As a cush,
To love them without a fear..
To thrush,
about their looks..
To smush,
yourself to the thought of being apart..