Even though almost a month has passed,
I still do the same old things,
I still go to the same places,
and I still think of the same faces.
I said I was going to change,
and that this would be a new chapter,
but ever year I feel the same way.
Tried running away,
but I realized I got no where to stay,
slowly walking back to where I came from.
All this time I thought I couldn't stand you,
or at least I acted like that,
but deep down,
I knew you were someone I'd always keep close,
deep down,
I knew.
26 year old Philosophy professor from Macedonia that usually writes poetry and short stories that help me express my feelings towards people, events, life in general. I also stream on Twitch @lehgou
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20 January, 2019
Same story just a new year ( Watching Samurai Champloo for the twentieth time)
Labels: Stories, Poems 'n stuff
close,
face,
poetry,
running away,
same place,
stay,
walk
22 April, 2018
05 September, 2017
For you I will do my best
Slowly you disappear into the past,
yet you are buried in my thoughts which I'm forcing to last.
Everything that you do,
finds a way to touch my heart,
and every word you say,
shows the beauty of your art.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
an honest representation of your soul.
You say you want to give up,
but you don't have to go.
You're not alone, nor will you ever be,
you fought hard, now you got me.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
please stay for a while.
You fought hard, now you got me,
you're not alone, nor will you ever be.
yet you are buried in my thoughts which I'm forcing to last.
Everything that you do,
finds a way to touch my heart,
and every word you say,
shows the beauty of your art.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
an honest representation of your soul.
You say you want to give up,
but you don't have to go.
You're not alone, nor will you ever be,
you fought hard, now you got me.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
please stay for a while.
You fought hard, now you got me,
you're not alone, nor will you ever be.
Labels: Stories, Poems 'n stuff
Angela,
bleached hair,
Crush,
depression,
don't go,
feelings,
friendship,
giving up,
old crush,
smile,
stay,
support,
teen life
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