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I love you
That's all there is
To it,
That simple.
It's not complicated
My feelings for you
Become more and more
Everyday I see you.
I'll wait
If I have to
Until you
Love me back.
Please understand
I just want
To be close
To you.
I want
To hold you hand
And know that
We're meant to be.
I want
You to hug me
And love me
For me.
So I'll wait
For your love
As long as that means
I'll new close to you
Forever loved.
That's all there is
To it,
That simple.
It's not complicated
My feelings for you
Become more and more
Everyday I see you.
I'll wait
If I have to
Until you
Love me back.
Please understand
I just want
To be close
To you.
I want
To hold you hand
And know that
We're meant to be.
I want
You to hug me
And love me
For me.
So I'll wait
For your love
As long as that means
I'll new close to you
Forever loved.
Literature
Secrets
Smiles are not meant for everyone. They weren't meant to be displayed for everyone else to see. Only for those who are special enough to find a way to see that smile. If a smile were an ordinary thing for anyone to see on any person in the world, then wouldn't that mean that every one of us would constantly be smiling? But we're not. Where's the fun in that? The light airy feeling of being able to get someone to crack a smile on a usually solemn face.
A smile is like a secret between friends.
Literature
In the Mirror
She cracks the door just an inch, peering through the crack into the darkness of the room beyond. Lightning flashes through the window, illuminating vague figures standing still. Fingers twitching, mind racing, heart pounding, she pushes through the door and reaches to grab the nearest figure. The white fabric slips silently off as she touches it, revealing the chair underneath. A wry grin finds its way onto her face and she moves through the room. Dust bunnies run from her falling footsteps, jumping quickly then slowly drifting back to the floor. She slides the cloth from several pieces, a table, a couch, more chairs, a trunk, a vanity.
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...
fine then, just leave me alone
let me rot in this "shithole" existence
you don't like it?
well it's none of your business
try to turn me around
put me on "the right path"?
it won't work
you haven't experienced such wrath
and then experienced the everlasting calm
but you'll never understand
all you know is the bad
all you remember is sad
i'm sorry you felt the need to cut me off
it's a real shame
and you weren't even involved
as if our friendship was a game
well i miss your friendship
you hurt me just as badly
as the one you criticize
still, i would renew our bond, gladly
if you weren't this way or that
stubborn, hard headed
just open you
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Okay so finally I got over a terrible case of writers block! Yaay! And I'll also be entering this poem in a contest by 
wish me luck ^^
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I used to feel like this...until we parted ways and she left for somewhere else. Could never get in touch with her. We weren't that close but for the first time I had hope. Now that's gone too. Maybe not for good but definitely for a long time.