There have been days when I wish to just sit
With you so I can watch the sun set
To calm the feelings that hit
So that I am less upset
There have been days when I wish to just sit
By myself so I can cry my eyes out
To calm the feelings that hit
So that I find the peace I sought
There have been days when I wish to just sit
With them so I can laugh and lose breath
To calm the feelings that hit
So that I escape my desire for death
And there have been days when I wish to just sit
Doing nothing so I can think about them
To calm the feelings that hit
So that I know I'm not damned
Love is strange
Sometimes you feel like you’re on a blank page
Staring into nothing, feeling beige
Then comes the rage stage with the age
Love can be weird
It either makes you feel assured or awkward
There’s this indescribable tinge of nuisance
Despite you craving their presence.
To love and to be loved,
Both miracles yet a need
Finding the right one that hit
the feelings that feel like it.
To exactly describe how I feel about love, would be impossible. But I think it’s like berries and cherries. Depending on your luck, the one you pluck could be sweet, or sour. Maybe you can keep eating, until you find the sweet one. Whichever you eat, will still be nutritious - but I don’t promise you it will taste as good. Good luck finding your best cherry, and I hope when you do, you don’t forget to cherish it.
Proofread by Ilyana Elisa & Illya-Wardina
Published by Aisyah Hanim
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