"Hey,"
"Do you trust me?"
"Do you?"

"Yes? Really? Thanks!"
"Alright, but you really have to trust me."
"Really."
"Now follow me."

"See that? Avoid it."
"See that? Obey it."
"See that? Love it with all your heart."
"See that? Please don't get near it."

"Hey!"
"You said you would trust me! You promised!"
"What are you doing? I told you not to do that!"
"Stop!"
"Why are you leaving me?"
"I thought you trusted me!"

"See... I told you..."
"I told you to avoid that."
"I told you to obey that."
"I told you to love it with all your heart."
"I told you not to get near that."

"Why would you betray me?"
"I thought you loved me..."
"See look what happened to you now.."
"Look how damaged you have gotten..."
"Look how miserable you look..."

"Don't worry. I still love you."
"No matter how much you hate me, how much you wash you mouth with lies and curses, how much you disobey me, how much you betray me, I'll love you."

"So it's alright.."
"I'm with you.."
"Don't cry.."
"I'll forgive you..."
"I'll give you another chance.."
"I'll love you forever..."

People..

How come there's this one person saying that repeats His love for you...

And you say you're not cared and loved?.....

Do you think you're unloved?

Follow me

16 followers

Not much

Not much at all!

Only 16

but that number is really special for me

It shows I'm special

16

16 followers

Can you believe that?

I love to scroll down and like everything I see.

I don't have to read it

I just know it's good

To my friends

I laugh a lot

I always smile

And grin

And grin some more.

I always joke around

And laugh at everything I see

I act

Happy.

Filled with joy

And all that

was to hide my sorrows. And to make them disappear.

It was a habit I couldn't stop.

When ever I said, "I'm going to act serious today."
When something bad happened to me I said, "I'll tell my friends. I'll cry." "I'll show them my inner."

But I always end up smiling and laughing. I just can't help but doing that. Not being serious.

Even when I tell a sad story or explain depression, I smile.


And maybe that was wrong.

Maybe I should've showed them my inner.

Maybe then my friends wouldn't know me as just a silly girl who laughs everyday.

Because friends,

I have what's called feelings too.

I have what's called dark past.

I have experienced death with family.

6 of them.

You might have never known.

The dark side of your friend.

That friend who giggled and laughed and smiled and leaned on you and always seemed happy.

I know what misery is!

I too have kept secrets from you all!

I......

I have feelings, okay?

The time has come now.
First haiku ever, thats weird.
Boring. So random.

Stupid, dumb head me.
I keep on forgetting to like.
Like, the good poems.

Im gonna say it today

Im gonna tell her tonight

Im gonna confess it right now

Now

And hoping this poem reaches her

"I love you. For real."

Once apon a time

There was a girl

And I loved her.

It was my first love.

First time feeling how it feels to love someone.

You want to hug them

Can't stay away from them

And when you think about them you smile

But my parents say it's wrong

And I know it is

But it's reeeaally hard not to love her

Not wanting to hug her

Trying to stay away from her

And to not smile when I think of her

I don't care how she thinks of this

I don't care if she thinks I'm an annoying ugly idiot goofball

But I love her soooo much

It's really hard not to

Because I do


Love

Her....

She talks a lot, if not all the time.
She laughs to the point of annoyance,
but I don't entirely mind.

My throat aches from constant laughing
and release of my joy
but that's who she is.

She thinks of herself as an "asexual,"
but life wouldn't be the same without her.
She still has a place in my heart.

You have so much wisdom and potential,
you're fun to be around,
and we surely have a bond.

I tell you, "I love you,"
I demand, "Can I get a hug?"
You growl and push me off, but,

I remembered.

You love me.

And I am your friend.

"Add a poem."

It said.

But I don't know what to write.

What kind of poems are there? Love poem? Rhyming? Haikeu? Free style?

I have decided,

This is the poem of "I don't know what to write poem."

Pretty neat, huh?

Haha.