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White It's funnier because it's coming from me Eve

White It's funnier because it's coming from me Everyone knows I don't deserve the love On this red elegant carpet of beauty There is zero value of a curve But still, dear you, oh my beloved If this has reached your lovely hands I hope you read it to the very end Where the last word eagerly stands You ask me what did I ever want? Holding hands? Hours of time? I do not remember wishing for these Even for a person to call "mine" I do not remember talking about love As much as I have ever written I do not find myself wondering about love Or what my near future has gotten But if you really exist in that world And made it to the future I write about I am sure you had a long journey From east to west, and north to south If we exist, if I have become better I hope that now I am more lovable I hope we go on the night walks And chat a lot on the dining table I hope there are stars, and they shine When the night turns blue for us And all you have to do is bring a flower Whenever I make a little fuss A cup of coffee, I won't ask for much, When I'm beside window, filling the pages I am sure I will do the same for you, When the life puts us on the tough stages Together, it will be easier to conquer If there really is such a future Until then, I must keep thinking about you And write you poetries, it's human nature And know that it took me hours to write I paused a lot to cry out loud As it took years for you, too, To notice me in the nonexistent crowd ©Anagha Ukaskar #Sad_Status #Love #Nojoto #poem
White It's funnier because it's coming from me Everyone knows I don't deserve the love On this red elegant carpet of beauty There is zero value of a curve But still, dear you, oh my beloved If this has reached your lovely hands I hope you read it to the very end Where the last word eagerly stands You ask me what did I ever want? Holding hands? Hours of time? I do not remember wishing for these Even for a person to call "mine" I do not remember talking about love As much as I have ever written I do not find myself wondering about love Or what my near future has gotten But if you really exist in that world And made it to the future I write about I am sure you had a long journey From east to west, and north to south If we exist, if I have become better I hope that now I am more lovable I hope we go on the night walks And chat a lot on the dining table I hope there are stars, and they shine When the night turns blue for us And all you have to do is bring a flower Whenever I make a little fuss A cup of coffee, I won't ask for much, When I'm beside window, filling the pages I am sure I will do the same for you, When the life puts us on the tough stages Together, it will be easier to conquer If there really is such a future Until then, I must keep thinking about you And write you poetries, it's human nature And know that it took me hours to write I paused a lot to cry out loud As it took years for you, too, To notice me in the nonexistent crowd ©Anagha Ukaskar #Sad_Status #Love #Nojoto #poem
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