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gaeul Mar 2020
the night is feeling blue
i wonder if shooting stars are true
if it can grant my wish
would it also know what I miss?

the moon calls for me
but I do not want it to see
the tears that I am holding
and the letters that I keep on folding

part of me wants to hope
to my desires that roam
if I ever meet you someday
would everything still feel like May?
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
you were
always there
but not

for me.
And it hurts me because I'm just like nobody to you.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
this poem
has no
reason
to rhyme

like how
I have
no reason
to give up on you.
Yeah. I have no reason to give up on you Diane.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
i saw
home
in your
eyes
and
i  found
love
in your
smile
I'm pretty sure that I saw eith my both eyes that you are my home and love can we do it again my love?
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
if you ever get lost,
i'll be here
helping you
to find yourself
out,
even if
i get lost and
you're not there
to help me too.
Because I'm willing to give my all of me to you because of you my perspective in life has changed. Because of you I can now control my anxiety.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
I still cry at night
Because of the abandonment
Of you
But not in my mind
But in my heart.
Maybe you did not abandon me maybe you're just trying how faithful I am but hey I'm telling you I'm faithful to you whatever happens I will still choose you.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
you are
the thorn
i’d rather
to hold on
And that's the truth I'd rather hold on to you even though it hurts.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
Even though you're so near yet so far
I'm hoping that you'll take care
The moments when I'm with you
That I cherish everytime

Please take care of it.
Yeah I am at the brink of losing you but please take care of the moments of every hour and every second that I always cherish until now.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
I
Love
You
Never had the chance to say to you that I love you more than you think.
Peyton L Feb 2020
My love for you just can't
be put into words.
Words are just letters
scrambling to fall into place
to tell a story
but your laugh is already
an adventure through
galaxies undiscovered.
Your eyes are oceans
filled with treasures
from years of shipwrecks
and heartache.
Your heart, pounding
120 beats per minute:
we slowly edge closer,
our hands tingling as we touch
and the energy courses through us,
sing melodies in a language
only we know.
Words are just letters
trying to become
something beautiful
but you are already
more beautiful
than any letter could have hoped
to be.
for The Girl
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