Every day I check your profile, every night I check your profile.
I don't even like you, and I don't even love you, but still I care about you like you're my girlfriend, and I don't even know what this feeling is called.
The previous night, I read our saved messages, our precious moments, and our precious time we spent together. And I smile like it was only yesterday, and then I cry like a newborn baby. When you disappeared for a week, I started worrying about you.
I miss your smile. I miss when you called my name. I miss when you laughed at my jokes. I miss you, whole my dear.
I am waiting for just one message from you, just one message from you that will make me feel that you care about me.
Every day I think about you, every night I think about you. I don't even like you, and I don't even love you, but still I care about you like you're my girlfriend, and I don't even know what this feeling is called.
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Author:
Mr.Toor✍🏻 (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: April 27th, 2025 12:47
- Comment from author about the poem: You're my moon.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Compassion? The poem evokes feelings of concern and empathy that go beyond passion or love. It might be called charity. A most heart felt write.
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