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This is a Blog about ying
I write what I want to not what they want me to
I write what I want to not what they want me to
Harmless peck
One harmless peck on cheek,
Could make a goodbye so bleak,
Tomorrow could have been the day we meet,
That would have been quite a treat,
Sadly i miss the good times we had,
How i would jokingly make you mad,
We have our little adorable fights,
and even sometimes i just might bite,
Pouring ice down in your shirt,
Saying goodbye sure does hurt,
The next time we meet might be months away,
But its still very hard for me just to say,
I cant wait to lie on you again,
That thought is constantly stuck in my brain,
Looking back at the pictures; so dark,
Those memories have left a mark,
Sleeping soundly listening to the sound of your heart,
Makes it much harder for me to part,
The scent of your smell lingers on my clothes,
That might be the last time, maybe who knows?
I'm praying my mother changes her mind,
To give me a chance to go to the pyramid and find,
The one person who makes me angry yet happy,
The one who can make me exited and crappy,
Slowly that day my eyes start to grow heavy,
and my eye sight was turning very blurry,
I fell asleep in your warm arms,
I felt so protected ,relaxed and calm,
the last music i heard was the sound of 'No air'
I couldn't believe that i was still there,
A gentle touch brushed my hair,
How soft and delicate filled with care,
Reality suddenly felt as a dream,
I was asleep yet i wanted to scream,
A peck on the cheek was my farewell,
It felt as if my heart had just fell,
Easy enough to forget right?
Wrong, hopefully i could be alright?
Maybe, someday ill bump into you
cheer me up so i wont feel blue,
i would not get talk to you online,
Praying that i will be fine ,
I hate you so much and yet i cant help but to think of you,
You can make me feel on top of the world if only you knew.
Change could be for the better or worst,
How i hate it to feel like I'm cursed
I have thought for such a long time
Biting my nails for you to be mine
If you love something set it free, if it comes back its yours to keep.

