the poet - Regret- How it started…

Everyday I set my eyes on her,
What a sight to behold,
But when she looks at me,
My heart retreats, my cards fold.

Her smile is of an angel,
She’s a gift from heaven,
Her beauty melts my heart,
I just can’t stop thinking about her.

I am stunned by Cupid’s arrow,
Falling in the pit of love,
This urge to win her heart,
Is killing me from within.

In my dreams I wanna hold her,
Be someone special to her,
Not just a passerby,
Walking around her.

How I feel for her no one knows,
Or comprehends this strange behavior,
When my mind went blank,
When she appears.

If only I could let her see,
Deep down in my heart,
This feeling I have for her,
If only she knew…

Sleepless nights I endured,
Cause thoughts of her never escapes,
No matter how hard I try,
Her image keeps floating in my head.

Can I make my move,
Or just wait in this game,
Should I tell her……
Or keep my feelings inside?

~to be continued~

the poet

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