I am now
starting new chapters
with new
pretty
protagonists.

Please don't make her feel -
what I made her feel.

If I could
Be with her
Right this instant.
I'd flash her a smile
Grab her hand
Then tell her
In a self-righteous voice:
"You see,
You're fine angel, aren't you?
I'm sorry I messed with your heart like that -
But there's no hard feelings, right?"

If I could
I'd put you in my arms,
And try to make you laugh,
I'd tell you about
All my failed attempts
At picking up girls,
I'll strip myself
Of my dignity:
As long as,
It puts a smile on your face.

But I can't
Instead
I just watch you burn up
Into a sad ball of hate and hurt.

I know I can't take your pain away
Because they're your internal demons...
But... I just wish I could
And it's got nothing to do
With my feelings for you:
I've just grown to want
To take care of you.
And the care doesn't want to die.

If he tells you
that he can't say
"I love you" -
It's probably
Because he does.

I only realise now
After nearly a thousand poems
That with every poem
I write
I give away a part of me.

It's not in the lovely way you speak
Or how you and I just seem to click.
It's not in the way you sing
And how you strum my heart's string.

It's how you make me feel
And fact that you're cuter than a baby seal.
Sometimes, your words kinda melt my heart
And I can't tell the sun and your smile apart.

It's because I want to hold your hand
And your lips are where I want mine to land.
It's 'cause of how you bring me up
When I struggle to overcome a hiccup.

That's why I like you more than a friend...
Because your existence made my fear of girls to end.