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Mona Jan 2017
if he says he loves you
run from him
because if he really loved you
if would chase after you
if he doesn't chase after you... whatever he said is ******* :)))
Mona Jan 2017
withering while bloomed
fading while i'm still loving you
don't ever forget me
never mind i lied
just take care
  Jan 2017 Mona
Unrequited Love
The most **** thing about a guy has nothing to do with his clothes, hair or eye colour.

It's in the way he looks at you with longing, when you finally find out he wants you just as badly as you want him.

When he pulls you so close to him that there is literally no space between you, because he can't stand the thought of there being any.      

When he kisses you, so that it feels as if he is stealing the air from your lungs, and for those few seconds you forget what air even is.
    
When all thoughts go out the window and its just him, with you,in the most simple way possible.

Now that is the definition of ****.
Pure passion is ecstacy...
Mona Jan 2017
when it was storming
in the darkest of the night,
where were you
to save her from danger?
when she was scared
and needed you the most,
where were you
to kiss her and hold her?

anywhere but her side
- that's where you were.
please comment your opinions on this piece. i'm kinda unsure about it.
Mona Jan 2017
I'll be counting down the days
until I see you again
until I'm looking into your eyes
with nothing in between

I'll be thinking about you
until I get off the plane
until I run into your arms
until there's nothing in between
I miss a lot of people right now, whether because of physical distance or emotional distance. I had a dream about seeing them again.
Mona Jan 2017
I'm mesmerized by your eyes,
and the way you say my name,
and you look like an angel to me.
I like this boy and every little thing he does makes me like him even more. There's really nothing specifically special about the way he does what he does, but it makes me feel the way no one has ever made me.
Mona Jan 2017
We were on cloud nine,
You called me sunshine,
but that was when
you were mine.
Concept: The girl is reminiscing and missing the boy.
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