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haysia Nov 2018
Yet
"Surprise me." she said.
As she closes her eyes
and throw the last coin she has
in the wishing well in front of her.

Not thinking what lies ahead.
haysia Nov 2018
Us
She's twelve and
She's not scared
with the monster under her bed.

She's twenty one but
She's afraid
of the monster inside her.
haysia Nov 2018
Too numb or too sensitive.
Too dumb or too smart
Too much or not enough
Too happy or too sad

There's nothing in between.
haysia Nov 2018
She's ready.
He isn't.
She's willing to take the risk.
He isn't.

"I love you."
He whispered to no one
While watching her
Walk down the aisle
With her father
And him as a visitor.
haysia Nov 2018
She was waiting for him
He was too scared to tell her

5 years later

Chances has long gone
And memory happened.
haysia Nov 2018
She loves him
But she's not in love with him
haysia Nov 2018
I'm high from my train of thoughts
The thoughts, that's slowly killing me
And became the monster under my bed
For the past couple of years.
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