Cynthiaseven7 - Worms Of New Era

Staying friends

Nothing really matters

now that I have learned

not to be ever an option

of anybody.

After so long I liked a guy.

A wrong guy

and I know it in my senses,

knowing we don't hold a future

but what do I do?

He makes me smile, blush,

my heart flutter like no one ever did

I like the way he puts his words

together.

Though he says,

he wants to give this a try.

I know he is a fuckboy,

so, I don't want to.

I know I will be wounded further more.

So holding on as friends

which I will let go off soon

because for him it's just my body

Saying 'NO' to dates

'NO' a response to start something new.

Fear of past repeating

or my wounds worsening

How do I tell him?

This is the best was we can live.

our mom's would have had a better life if they weren't married so early to people they'd try to love all their life and fail miserably

I JUST WANNA WRITE

I have a hidden identity

No one knew

but this was a wish of mine,

wish of being a writer

For a long time now...

I wanted to deliver messages,

messages that make one smile

And am smiling telling this to you:

'I am not in search for perfect lines

I just wanna write and keep going '.

It's okay it's not good today

But I wanna write better tomorrow.

There's always a message

I am sending through these works

And hope you keep smiling.

This was the first poem I published back then to introduce myself and tell for why I am writing.

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