Ok apparently I didn't get a chance talk to you in person , so Imma just text you abt it.//I had/have a crush on you(explains the panda picture) . I had a crush on you like way before we ever talked, it was like the start of 1st semester and I used to hangout with Bhanu and Laxman. Acha ok so these guys were talking ABT who they like in class and Bhanu said 'aniketha' and then they asked me I didn't know your name back then but I told "the girl with the specs" and I pointed at you , idk why I had a crush on you it's prolly cause of your vibe and you were kinda cute.Acha ok so I had made up my mind to like try to avoid you and like never talk to you to you
This' heart's a jukebox Darling buds of may If you love him Clap your hands If you know you hate him too You love him Clap your hands If you can't get enough There'll nothing left share If you don't love him Then dump him If you can, Polly...
Polly (The Poem)
Love can be annoying But, annoying can be lovely Women You are beautiful Look at a mirror Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards. That's a true reflection.
A clock tells you the time. A poem tells you the rhyme. A ladder of poetry tells you to climb
I didn’t want this. I didn’t want him to leave but he did. I didn’t want her to break me but she did. I didn’t want him to take advantage of me but he did.
What I wanted was a dad who would stay. What I wanted was a friend who would be there for me no matter what. What I wanted was a man I could trust to keep his hands away from me.
I am afraid of getting my hopes up. And yet I still feel saddened when people don’t come through. I’m so tired of living in fear. But my mind revolves around what ifs, And memories, And brokenness. And what if, when I try to think differently, and I get my hopes up, it’s all for nothing? And I am left alone again?
I’m not sure what to do. I lost you. you were all mine this morning and then by the time the stars were out it was like everything that happened between was erased from your mind, and I was nothing to you. I hate this feeling. I hate being alive, but I am forcing myself to see through the pain. for. you. this is all for you.