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Kimya
18/F/Soumissioner RĂªvera    A girl whose imagination and intuition supply the place of experience.
Timy Mengle
Taiwan    Hi. I write music, read comics, skate skateboards and worship Jesus. That pretty much sums me up.

Poems

Three letters.

Describing what I am feeling right now. 10:01 PM, I start thinking of you. Thinking of our old doings. We used to be with each other, if you want to go somewhere  you want me to come with you and also me. 10:01 PM this is the time when I am done with my works as a theater actress member. The time when I will go home and open my phone to check your chats.

This is the time we talk! Talk about little things that will turn in to bigger things. We talk about you, your family, about your day and many happenings that we want to talk. We laugh, we also have misunderstanding, those clingy chats that we even talked.

Then one day, I chat you. 10:01 PM about YOU and ME. It seems that you're too busy in what you are doing in that time. I disturb you, I just want to know: WHAT WE ARE NOW? ARE WE FRIENDS? OR NOT? then I saw three dots on the screen. then gone. three dots again. then you replied: MAYBE, LET US SEE. THIS IS WHAT I'M TELLING YOU FRIENDSHIP TO THE NEXT LEVEL.

I ASSUME! I assume that you feel what I am feeling right now, weeks past, and even months. You always wait for me and walked with me to my home. You gave me chocolates and we have couple watch, that until now your wearing. I am close with your family, and they keep on telling that you and I are not just friends.

Time past! 10:01 PM. I talked to you again. saying that I LOVE YOU! and finally you said to me: YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND, I THINK WE WILL WORK BETTER AS BEST FRIEND.

Stop! 10:01 PM. I saw your name in chat box. You are online. I typed: IMY. 10:01 PM, I can't! I didn't send it! Every time  imy I keep on typing this three letters but I can't send it. I can't.

Today, 10:01 PM when I started writing this poem, not typing imy in our convo but writing a poem that keeps on reminding how STUPID I am to love you beyond your imperfections. :'( I love you, until now!
True life story. Sorry for wrong grammar.
glass can  Aug 2013
"imy" "imy"
glass can Aug 2013
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.

How many times can I say this
until you understand, the ache, the ache
and simple misery from how sorry I am?

You said you missed me. You still care.
Come over and don't miss me any more.