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Enclosed in a room when I saw her for the first time, With the beige attire that made her glow in the light, Her face so pretty, and her hair so sleek, But her smile was the thing that made my day complete… The aura that surrounded her was so peculiar, The glee in her eyes conveyed that no sadness can come near, Her petite stature seemed like a sculpture made with utmost care, Even the sculptor, I guess, couldn’t help but marvel at the wonder he made… As she manifested in front of me our eyes met at first, I couldn’t help but notice her lips with that supple curve, Never was I so conscious about the way my heart beats, Never did I know my mind had the ability to stop thinking in the moment of need… Her dainty hands moved swiftly across the foosball table, The warmth of her presence perfectly complemented the weather, The cheerfulness of hers felt like a bliss to be a part of, Her leap of excitement exhibited the sweetness she was made of… As the game progressed the score-line moved up and down, And though I was losing the game, for the first time I didn’t frown, Maybe her body across the table was the reason behind my calmness, The game ended up with me winning but somewhy my heart muttered, **** it.” She hung her bag over her shoulders and began walking away, For some reason I wished the time would freeze and make her stay, But she turned that moment upside down, like she heard my heart’s cry, As she turned her beautiful eyes on me and muttered a soft, “bye.”
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
The First Moment...
Enclosed in a room when I saw her for the first time, With the beige attire that made her glow in the light, Her face so pretty, and her hair so sleek, But her smile was the thing that made my day complete… The aura that surrounded her was so peculiar, The glee in her eyes conveyed that no sadness can come near, Her petite stature seemed like a sculpture made with utmost care, Even the sculptor, I guess, couldn’t help but marvel at the wonder he made… As she manifested in front of me our eyes met at first, I couldn’t help but notice her lips with that supple curve, Never was I so conscious about the way my heart beats, Never did I know my mind had the ability to stop thinking in the moment of need… Her dainty hands moved swiftly across the foosball table, The warmth of her presence perfectly complemented the weather, The cheerfulness of hers felt like a bliss to be a part of, Her leap of excitement exhibited the sweetness she was made of… As the game progressed the score-line moved up and down, And though I was losing the game, for the first time I didn’t frown, Maybe her body across the table was the reason behind my calmness, The game ended up with me winning but somewhy my heart muttered, **** it.” She hung her bag over her shoulders and began walking away, For some reason I wished the time would freeze and make her stay, But she turned that moment upside down, like she heard my heart’s cry, As she turned her beautiful eyes on me and muttered a soft, “bye.”
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I have been convincing myself It's anything but love I tell myself the reason why I don't listen to love songs is because they are not my type I have been convincing myself that your voice is like any other Just a fond human connection that your presence is not unique Just a fond human connection I have been convincing myself Photographs are just trivial things Yet somewhy yours I have saved I don't know what good will it even do What need do I even have for them The notifications flood my screen I just swipe everything aside Until your text is the only thing I see And yet for some **** reason I have been convincing myself that it could be anything Anything but love.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 10:06 PM UTC
But love