you looked at me
i looked back
you looked away
i assume you like me.
everytime we make eyecontact,
there were always butterfly in my stomach.
your stares are powerful to the point it gives me a reason to hope that you might also have feelings for me.
i saw your eyes shine.
where are you looking?
i thought it was mine.
i was wrong.
it was for her.
it feels like a thousand needles prickly my heart.
at night,
i am wondering.
i wish it had been me all along.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryjujur, selama aku sakit hanya tulisan dan curhat menjadi teman sejati. bagi aku, manusia hanya mendengar tapi jauh sekali memahami. tulisan menjadi sesi romantis dengan diri sendiri. dengan tulisan, aku rasa bebas. biarlah semua pergi dengan luahan...
