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Eunoia Aug 2017
The sky is crying,
The wind is blowing,
The weather is cold,
But his stares are blazing with fire,
He asked me to tell him the truth,
So I answered,
"Yes, Yes I am"
Hatred is what I see,
So I closed my eyes, for me not to feel,
And after the countdown of 1, 2, 3
I open my eyes to see his back facing me,
Apologizing in you inside my mind is the only thing that I can do,
For I am the one who stole cupid's arrow, that meant to hit the both of you.
Forcing something that wasn't meant for you can only lead you to your own misery
Lily Aug 2015
But liking you is wrong in so many levels.
Today I saw him many times and even talked to him
More than the combination
Of Math and English,
More than the uncertainty
Of sour bitterness

Don’t I deserve better?

Then the hours upon hours
Of monotonous words
Then the blaring and the whistling
Of simultaneous noise


Don’t I deserve better?

More than the giggling
Flock of girls
More than the chants of
Your irritating name

Don’t I deserve better

To compete arrogance
With compassion
To argue utmost uncertainty
With obvious honesty

Don’t I deserve better?

Than the continuous
Anxiety
Than the pressure to
Ignore

Don’t I deserve better?

To choose what should
Be chosen
To love for uncertainty
One who does

Don’t I deserve better?
To love those who love me
To ignore those who misplace me
To finally be with someone of my choosing
But it rarely works that way,

Will I ever deserve better?

— The End —