MY HEART, MY HEART, MY HEART
DO I HAVE IT,
IT'S LOST WHEN I SEE THE ONE,
QUESTIONING MYSELF,
WHO IS THE ONE???
BY BRINGING A SMILE ON MY FACE,
I FOUND THE ANSWER,
A MAGICIAN,
HIS MAGIC IS MY SECRET LOVE,
THE SECRET LOVE IS HIDDEN WITH THE ONE,
WHEN WILL BE OUR SECOND MEET???
ALL OVER MY MIND,
HEART IS BEATING FASTER,
BUT IS IT NO CHANCE FOR ME TO MEET THE ONE AGAIN,
IT MAKE FEEL SALTY LIKE SEA,
UNTIL I UNDERSTAND
THIS IS CALLED FIRST SIGHT LOVE
IT'S ONLY KNOWN BY ME,
ITS CALLED SECRET,
ONCE A SECRET ALWAYS A SECRET,
ISN'T IT???
THEN THE ONE IS MY SECRET,
EVENTHOUGH HE HURT ME OR MAKE ME HAPPY,
IF YOU ASK ME WHY???
WITHOUT ANY HESITATION, MY ANSWER IS
I HAVE FALLEN FOR HIM
AND HE IS MY ONE
WHICH IS UNABLE TO HIDE.
- Author: SAN (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 17th, 2024 05:48
- Comment from author about the poem: EVERYONE'S SECRET LOVEā¤.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
There used to be a saying: we are only as sick as our secrets.
It's a heartfelt exploration of the mystery and magic of falling for someone at first glance, despite the uncertainty of whether the feeling will be reciprocated.
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