you seem to be a great writer,
can you afford a small banter?
you softly pierced me
with your twisted harmony,
with your rhyme schemes,
shouldn't be unfortunately.

all these sweet talks
with strangers and folks,
i still feel like
a lonely little girl
lost in hell

sometimes, i wonder
if you’ve ever visited hello poetry,
looked up my username, daisy,
just to check if there’s for you recently

you’re the only person
who knows about it, anyway.

i can sense it,
it’s not as clear as when i fell for you
but i know,
i’m familiar with these feelings too
—i think he’s cute, really.

here comes silence,
as my mind drifts
into midnight wonders,
and ruminates the memories,
now that we don’t talk

it has been a month,
and 21 days,
i may have met new guys
but yours is still the notification
i’ve been waiting,
and asking for.

just when i’m close to forgetting you,
after counting days of feeling blue,
you appeared before my eyes,
now my statute of limitation dies
and in the speed of light,
feelings beyond a doubt,
and emotions i’ve been burying inside
are coming back to me all at once

it was a good week,
a one full of smiles, and enjoyments
but i wasn’t vigilant enough,
i took everything for granted,
thought it will never last
and now that i think about it,
it’ll be a good month,
a one that’s worth of tears,
endless what ifs, and regrets