I saw you once and knew it was right.
I wished we had more than that one night.
I'll never see you again and it hurts to know
That you were so great. Why did you have to go?
I knew there never was that chance of me and you.
But it was just one night. How much harm could it do?
That night was in April, it is now June.
I still like you way too much too.
I miss you still, though we barely knew each other.
Though we barely got to know each other.
I was convinced I met the one.
But it turns you, before we even began, we were done.
And it hurts to know.
Author notes
It's another middle of the night poem. And it's true. It's all true. I met him in April. Now it's June and...well, I still feel the same. We only talked twice, but it just felt so...indescribable. Now, I'm still the same place I was before we met and he's on a completely different continent. And I feel stupid for falling though I knew he was leaving the country and we were never gonna see each other again.
too weird?
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it is really good, even though you know it could not be
you enjoyed that one night to the fullest. my favorite part is
That night was in April, it is now June.
I still like you way too much too. -
i like it its like a story of forbidden love
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