This was never supposed to be written
But you got stuck in my head
Even when you weren’t supposed to
Because you’re already taken
Yet you drew that smiley on my test
What was it even for?
My marks aren’t the best
You are the real gentleman when no one else is
The one who lets girls enter the classroom first,
While all the other boys just barge in
The one who smiles shyly,
Makes me read the next paragraph during a lesson
The one who kept assuring my dance steps were very good,
Even when they were all messed up
The one who defended me,
When someone commented on my illness
Back then when I had a crush on H,
I was so blinded by my “love” for him that I didn’t see the best
The one always by his side
His best friend
H is arrogant
You are gentle
and respectful
and kind
and reassuring
and so much
so much that he isn’t
That H never will be.
But you have someone.
So this poem shall end here.
Together with my feelings.
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Timing is everything and we all have problems with this. A love poem that is full of wistfulness. A lovely heartfelt write
We sure hope so, cuz it's downright awful wanting him when he doesn't even notice us except to be like a big brother, when what we dearly wanted was a lover. Superbly rendered with gorgeous imagery and a damning poignancy. Thank you for sharing. Hang in there.
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