Can i? 'cause you're sweet like a flower in bloom
Of course I'm listening to love songs
Can I call you rose?
I think of touching your face whilst you're sat in thought
Knowing I can't, I shan't.
It's not my face to touch
I can think about it though.
That is adulthood though, right.
Suppressing and pretending
When all you really wanna do is act on the feelings staring blankly at you.
I don't feel sad
I just feel.
Poetry by Holly Hawgood
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Written on 2024-03-03 at 12:19
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