you,
I touched your arm and you jumped
…you like me!
and yet you had
That assumed doubt
After sleepless nights spent alone
With poems of frustration
Emotional defamation
i was once told that pride is ugly
and yet self-hate is blasphemy.
so if you wanted to ask me out why didn’t you just?
you’re the most worthy person i’ve ever met.
please never wait that long again.— you’ll know upon reading
