автор: kredora

i wonder what it would be like to be with you
lately i found out
many people think
what it would be like to be with me
so irritating: both loving but yet not knowing
what it is like with you
and having
such stupid hordes after me
may be the best problem
is that i pay attention to how you pay attention to this

in fact a simple jesture makes more sense
than anything said or done
or even thought
the jesture that brings all beauty in one
simple act:i just wonder and i sometimes imagine
what it would be like, dear

i dont want to wonder, imagine, think, please
i dont need the hordes, for what to do i do with them?
i beg you not to pay attention of admirers and not make me pay attention, because i simply love u


u don`t know how my heart brakes
ive been told that i have a poker face - however i don`t believe this honestly
although people tend to have wrong impression of me - thanks for the most time about this!

:)

you know what - you are for most of it right
im so selfish
trying to be good enough... for you
because i dont believe
may be
that i am good enough
but simply forget it
i love you

and this poem is little bit cold as my room is cold, and i couldn`t sleep all night for the ways you missinterpret everything - i have my own ways of saying things, of thinking things but i know i need your warmness, your calmness, tenderness. your warm embraces, your hands and fingers
and shining face to love