I am still trying to find him
I am still crying for him
I can't stop caring about him
because I still love him!

I still miss him with school bag
I still feel his sweet loving hug
I still hear his melodious song
I just can't forget his first poem!

Oh sweetheart, where are you?
How are you doing now?
My tears still miss you
my heart can't erase your name!

I have loved you, love you still
I always have and always will
No one knows how I feel,
but I need to tell my mom!

I am just your friend
not personal or private
I'm also a human being,
not weather or climate!

I can't change myself
I am just me still
and I always will,
you just keep silent!

Don't worry about me
I wouldn't change you
I am not ignoring you
don't make me a client!

Don't make me a fool
I can understand you
so be quiet and cool
I just love your talent.

I don't feel so good
in this lousy mood
I'm not like that person
Friends, please be gentle!

What if one day, you wake up, realizing how much of an idiot you are for letting someone fool you yet you're still so head-over-heels towards that person.

loved and lost a boy
who wrote the most
spectacular poetry

loved and lost a boy
whose words
softly suggested
hopelessness

loved and lost a boy
who made me forget
me
and helped me see

romance has no
i
or
me

it has only
romance
love
care
truth

the truth of a poet
who was
loved and lost

who
i
loved and lost

i
i loved
and lost
a boy
who didn't let me say
i

Re-ject-ion
I can’t even type it whole
I’ve never said it out loud
I’ve whispered it
Like some people whisper the
word ***
But I’ll never be bold enough
to just say it
It’s the most heart wrenching
word ever created
It consumes my every thought
Yet I refuse to acknowledge it
exists
I prefer the words desired, accepted, loved.

I do not want this word Re-ject-ion

He's a really short guy
With a huge *****
A surprise to all who see
Here's this tiny man
And his ****
Hung right down to his knee

Nobody can break your heart without your consent.  
Blame is always a two way street

Remember when you were a little girl
And your parents got you
For some dressy occasion
Those little shoes
With the half-inch heels
But you felt so grown
And mature
In your "High heels"
And that's when you got your strut