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He put the pen down, tired of writing til late night, turned the lights off and lied down on the bed, tucked himself in his blanket, trying to sleep.

He always had a hard time trying to sleep because of his passion for writing as if he poured himself along with his heart in all his writings.

The pages of his workbook that he left open by his legs started flipping, slowly, one by one because of the cold wind.

Instantly regretted leaving the window open but the voice wasn't that disturbing so he kept trying to fall asleep.

The pages kept flipping, too much, slowly but constantly, it didn't stop despite it being such a thin book.

Pages kept flipping like there's no end to it.

Fed up of it, he sits up to take the book and close it

And there's someone,

Sitting right there on the bed,

A girl.

He yelled and turned the lights on immediately

And she's gone with the darkness.

Scared and shocked he sits there looking around breathing heavily, til he could gather the strength to drink some water and stand up to close the window. His legs were still shaking but he managed to walk to the window.

As he looks out of the window through the dark, there she is,

Standing next to the well she fell in and drowned a few weeks ago

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My new destination is the sky for I thought I could not fly. My new journey is with these clouds not knowing where they go be an eagle's glide.

Just go with the flow, with the wind up above, when I'm high.

When I'm gone into the mist to the horizon to the skies and the seas of the unknown minds.

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It costs, being a mystery

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Standing the moon alone between the scattered clouds makes me think about someone who's not around but moon's gonna hold us when sun's not around so what to worry about -me #photography #moonphotography #moonphoto #moonlight #poem #poetry #moonpoem #moonpoetry #moonpoems #nikon https://www.instagram.com/p/CBBu6Mrp_JD/?utm_medium=tumblr

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For a 4th standard kid, it's one of the worst punishments to have to be sat next to a girl or in between the girls section.

He was weirdly special to that teacher that punished him like that. He had to sit there for months.

He doesn't care though, he's sitting idle, waiting for that someone special to walk through the door staring at it.

She didn't come to school the day before, making him more eager and excited for the next day to even see her.

He didn't feel bad when she wasn't there, maybe a little child's mind is just less demanding than adults.

His soul didn't want or demand anything from anyone, not even from that purely loved one that came through the door finally, with a heavy load as a pink bag. She was late.

She smiled before stepping in, looking at him made him feel so special.

Came and sat next to him. He looks away, doesn't wanna look desperate as she expressed some contempt, sighing "huh" either for staring at her or for looking away, and looked at the door.

It was a sweet gesture for him "at least she cares if i look at her or not" he thought to himself.

She feels great every morning for having someone that waits for her desperately, even though she shows no affection, he knows how much she cares.

He glanced at her and saw an eyelash on her cheek.

He stared at her for a while as he's got a reason to just keep looking at her beautiful face as long as possible, just lost himself into her, like every time, he feels like he sees her for the first time. Looking at her is like a drug to him until she asks, "what is it?"

He blinks and shakes his head to get back in reality from the depth of her eyes, staring at him in confusion. He says, "there's an eyelash on your cheek" touching his own cheek trying to point where it exactly is.

She points it on her face but on the wrong cheek.

He corrects her.

Still can't find it.

After a few seconds of struggle, shaking her head, throwing her little fingers in the air, she said "uh huh you take it"

"umm hmm" saying he leans at her looking at the eyelash he puts his thumb on her soft cheek.

And grabs the eyelash between his thumb and index finger dragged and slid through on the surface of her rough but pure and fair skin.

As he glanced at her eyes, they were staring right into his eyes all this time.

Yup "all this time". That little moment was feeling like an hour to them.

He doesn't know what's on his mind. He's totally blank.

He stared in her eyes, asking himself, "should I kiss her?' but didn't go for it. He didn't really want to kiss her. He was just lost in those beautiful brown eyes.

Until it got awkward and she blushed and looked down.

None of them realised or even cared that the whole class might've been looking at them as they were on the first bench.

He blinked and took the eyelash off of her face looked down in shame. He thought he looked like a creep to her but cross-eyes her smile and he smiles inside.

Breaking the little silence, he asks her to make a fist.

She clenched her right hand in thrill waiting for what he wanted to do or say next.

He held her hand gently by her wrist and put the eyelash on the fist, pressed it a little bit trying to keep it put with a little sweat he felt on his fingertips. Told her to make a wish and then blow it that it'll come true.

Surprised raising her eyebrows she asked "really?"

Canting her neck forward, she blew it and said "done" and smiled at him, put both her hands on her knees raising her shoulders.

He asked what was it that she wished for.

She refused to tell him shaking her head in denial.

He said "that's good, don't tell anyone or it won't come true"

She said "ohh really? ok i won't"

Making him wonder if she didn't know that, why wouldn't she tell him what'd she wished for.

Anyways, they didn't care, they didn't really want anything in their already beautiful lives.

What would they want else than sitting next to each other everyday, waiting for each other. Somedays she waited, somedays he did.

What would they want more than talking to each other everyday.

Looking at each other.

Smiling at each other.

Everything was always enough because their pure souls never demanded anything more than what's given until they grew up.

Their souls assured them "if we see each other, it's enough. If we talk, it's enough. if we touch, it's more than enough. it's always more than enough."

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Teenage Love

Love can't hurt, it makes no pain.

Despite those who say they have been dying in love, it is the only beautiful truth that lies in being felt by those who don't know, can't understand the beauty of it.

I love her and I don't actually regret that we're not together. I didn't want any decisions, any commitments or any fears. I didn't want anything from her.

Just everyday looking at her beautiful face, showing me the worst of her ugly ego, watching her smile until she notices me staring at her.

Her eyelashes laid hold of me, tied me up and pulled me into her eyes that possessed this mysterious depth in them that had me drowned deep down somewhere in them.

That kept me going. I didn't ever want to act clingy or make her feel creeped out but it was our fate that kept us together.

Looking at her made me feel happy, thinking she's a happy soul, an elegant beautiful lady, not caring about her beauty as long as she's among her loved ones.

Everyday her one look made me happy in my life that kept me from dying by the distance between us. It kept me breathing, her annoyed face but blushing smile because of my eyes fixed on her cheeks and lips.

She gave me inspiration for doing something in my life.

But whenever I didn't see her, my day was just not worth anything. It would be a day in hell where nothing made sense.

So I would do something to make my life better, something to make my future brighter, something valuable to counteract that negativity so that the day counts in with all of those breaths that occurred because of her and only for her.

Soon I feared the day when she wouldn't reject my smile and my life would have no other purpose to live, when I'm no longer free from her, when the rest of my life would belong to her.

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