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President Jo Dec 2018
Maybe you'll forever be my almost —
We almost made it
You almost loved me
I almost have your heart
You were almost mine
I almost got you
We're so close to falling
But you left.
Almost is never enough so close to being in love~
President Jo Dec 2018
And I still can't believe—
My chaotic mind was suddenly calm
Storms finally  at peace
drunk soul became sober
I found myself
When I found you
I want to find myself.
And I did.
President Jo Nov 2018
3:27 am is for the student who weeps
Facing so many failures, forcing himself up,
battling for high numbers

3:28 am is for the alcoholics getting wasted
Drinking themselves into sleep
Trying to forget someone who left

3:29 am is for the poets who can't sleep
Words coming out of their longing heart
Writing for someone who wouldn't listen

3:30 am is for the artists expressing themselves
Into artworks, because their minds are alive
With the scenery of someone who is not there

3:31 is not for the lovers making love all night
Nor for the lovers asleep in each others arm

3 am is for the lonely,
For those who loved
and never loved in return
Inspired by a quote.
President Jo Sep 2018
"Why are you back?" She asked

"I found my way back to you. This time, I'll stay. I promise" he pleaded

"Have you forgotten how broken I am when you left?
You took away the universe from me.
You walk away easily that night
for me to believe that you couldn't
swim deep into my waters and chaos.
You leave easily for me to
believe if it is really love we've shared.
And what would I tell myself
if I took you back after the struggles I've been to?
You found your way back to me
But I already found my way away from you.
This time, I'll save myself from breaking"
She said.
Nobody will save you but yourself.
President Jo Jun 2018
L a s t  n i g h t ,
I n  a  c r o w d e d  p l a c e ,
H i s  s o u l  m e t  m i n e
B u t  h i s  h e a r t  d i d n ' t .
Soulmates doesn't mean love. It's all about the heart and not the soul. Ciao
President Jo Apr 2018
Because I still love you,
from the remains of our firing love ,
those ashes still beats for you,
I still love you
But you don't care right?
President Jo Apr 2018
She is water

She dance like the waves
Swaying as the wind blows
Soft enough when she's calm
And tough enough when she's mad

She is not a real water
But deep enough to make me drown
Well basically, 60 percent of the human's body is made up of water. Lol
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