you asked me about
if i wrote your name on my hand.

and i can't help but to think about all the sketches, paintings, doodles and written poems i wrote everywhere about you.

you asked me to say
your name repeatedly
because you think
how i said it was cute.

i did, and your laugh
made my world even lighter
than it was before.

sadly, i know how you feel about me.

and you know how i feel about you.

but we can't be together.

we're just friends
that's what you said.

my heart screamed
and my eyes teared.

but i think it's better than to lose you again.