They're laughing,
I'm crying,
They're pretty,
I'm ugly,
They're laughing,
I'm bleeding.

I've wrote enough about your eyes,
and how they mesmerize me,
how I try to look into them and read
everything you hold inside you
and how I never could.

I've wrote enough about your lips,
and how they whisper,
beautiful things,
how I need them close to mine
so they could cure my every illness.

I've wrote enough about your skin,
which I believed was carved by Angels
a perfect imperfection, (sort of)
the way you glow against the sun,
rejuvenates every part of me.

Now let me write about your freckles,
little stars they are,
how they make the universe feel so
adorable, beautiful..
making me find my universe in you.

Now let me write about your scars,
which have become every part of you.
But, they rhyme with me now,
they're a part of me now,
that's why I love them too.

Now let me write about your veins,
running down your neck
visible through your fading skin,
I could kiss you, and feel your heart beating
but I'll be the one who'll feel alive.

Let me write all about you,
Your chubby toes, your sleepy voice,
Your breathing, your gaze,
Everything I can touch, everything I can feel.
Let me try..
every detail, every tiny bit
Let me write..
All about you
yet still find
that endless poem,
incomplete.

I told him that i like him
He ran away quickly
Like a child had a bad dream
I laughed and smiling
Try to be brave
And keep moving
Dont want anybody
Notices im sad
And lonely
Try to act cool
When I'm actually dying.
These 2 months are beautiful
You gave me butterfly
When my tummy is full
Try to figure out
What should i do
Not seeing your eyes
For today or soon
I hope
Everything is coming back
just like that first time
You smiled and said thank you.

I still remember
The look on your face,
When we first met,
And the glances you gave,
Made me hard to breathe.
Those beautiful eyes
Are like a prose,
And everything about you
Is like a poetry,
make me lost,
And drown in the sea.