I know many of you are in a dilemma lately. Like I don’t want to turn this feeling into love and make myself feel the pain again because of an unrequited love, but sometimes, the thought still crosses my mind unexpectedly. Wanting your story to be as perfect as you wished.
So here’s a poem for you, it’s called
Who am I to you
Who am I to call you mine
Who am I for you to need me
Who am I for you to love me
Who am I to you
Who am I to hold your hand
Who am I to embrace you
Who am I to long for your touch
Who am I to you
Who am I to receive something from you
Who am I to take what you gave
Who am I to want more than I was given
Who am I to you
Who am I to judge you
Who am I to tell you anything
Who am I to feel something for you
Who am I to you really?
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I am hoping this poem will deliver your pain and dilemma away somehow. This poem was written at the lowest point of my life. Nothing could be forced, If it’s yours, it will be yours.
Gastronoving 