rate “““poem””” I wrote

[moonlight1]

don’t say this is too bad bc i already pressed sent to my oneitis(humiliation ritual, builds character)

I feel so much for you, and yet, so little you know and so little I can do about it, after all, I feel more than I can, or should say.
When I met you, I doubted that I would, even one day, be able to fall in love with someone, and here I am, writing my feelings on a piece of paper as if it were worth something.

You are my first love, and I hope, even if futilely, that you will be my last. I like you in such a way that I feel pain, I can feel my heart tightening and my stomach in a thousand knots.
I would say that I am a big dreamer, I have always been the type to daydream, and I must admit that since I met you, not a full hour has passed without you crossing my mind, or perhaps, I doubt it even 10 minutes have passed, and still, I hope to dream about you so that at least in my dreams, you are mine.
You could tell me your darkest secrets, and I would still find you as bright as the sun. To be honest, I myself am a little scared of how far I would go for you.
And I wish I had poetic things to write, but my capabilities are limited, so I must admit that I'm a fool for you, just quietly yearning, and I hope you don't hate me for loving you.
On my birthday, when blowing out the candles, my request to God was you. I don't know if that's selfish of me, but it's the truth. I would like to do so many things for you, I would like to write you beautiful poems, show you my favorite recipes, give you a long hug and love you as you are worthy, but, because I am so incapable, I just yearn, and yearn and yearn...

 

[Grilldaddy❤️]

 

[Fidelis]

don’t say this is too bad bc i already pressed sent to my oneitis(humiliation ritual, builds character)

I feel so much for you, and yet, so little you know and so little I can do about it, after all, I feel more than I can, or should say.
When I met you, I doubted that I would, even one day, be able to fall in love with someone, and here I am, writing my feelings on a piece of paper as if it were worth something.

You are my first love, and I hope, even if futilely, that you will be my last. I like you in such a way that I feel pain, I can feel my heart tightening and my stomach in a thousand knots.
I would say that I am a big dreamer, I have always been the type to daydream, and I must admit that since I met you, not a full hour has passed without you crossing my mind, or perhaps, I doubt it even 10 minutes have passed, and still, I hope to dream about you so that at least in my dreams, you are mine.
You could tell me your darkest secrets, and I would still find you as bright as the sun. To be honest, I myself am a little scared of how far I would go for you.
And I wish I had poetic things to write, but my capabilities are limited, so I must admit that I'm a fool for you, just quietly yearning, and I hope you don't hate me for loving you.
On my birthday, when blowing out the candles, my request to God was you. I don't know if that's selfish of me, but it's the truth. I would like to do so many things for you, I would like to write you beautiful poems, show you my favorite recipes, give you a long hug and love you as you are worthy, but, because I am so incapable, I just yearn, and yearn and yearn...

Good job , very romantic

 

[Fidelis]

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Caught shitposting again

 

[aryy]

don’t say this is too bad bc i already pressed sent to my oneitis(humiliation ritual, builds character)

I feel so much for you, and yet, so little you know and so little I can do about it, after all, I feel more than I can, or should say.
When I met you, I doubted that I would, even one day, be able to fall in love with someone, and here I am, writing my feelings on a piece of paper as if it were worth something.

You are my first love, and I hope, even if futilely, that you will be my last. I like you in such a way that I feel pain, I can feel my heart tightening and my stomach in a thousand knots.
I would say that I am a big dreamer, I have always been the type to daydream, and I must admit that since I met you, not a full hour has passed without you crossing my mind, or perhaps, I doubt it even 10 minutes have passed, and still, I hope to dream about you so that at least in my dreams, you are mine.
You could tell me your darkest secrets, and I would still find you as bright as the sun. To be honest, I myself am a little scared of how far I would go for you.
And I wish I had poetic things to write, but my capabilities are limited, so I must admit that I'm a fool for you, just quietly yearning, and I hope you don't hate me for loving you.
On my birthday, when blowing out the candles, my request to God was you. I don't know if that's selfish of me, but it's the truth. I would like to do so many things for you, I would like to write you beautiful poems, show you my favorite recipes, give you a long hug and love you as you are worthy, but, because I am so incapable, I just yearn, and yearn and yearn...

its good, less of a poem but yeah

 

[aryy]

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very cute

 

[moonlight1]

its good, less of a poem but yeah

yes I think it’s more of a letter, or just a random text.

 

[TonyDr]

don’t say this is too bad bc i already pressed sent to my oneitis(humiliation ritual, builds character)

I feel so much for you, and yet, so little you know and so little I can do about it, after all, I feel more than I can, or should say.
When I met you, I doubted that I would, even one day, be able to fall in love with someone, and here I am, writing my feelings on a piece of paper as if it were worth something.

You are my first love, and I hope, even if futilely, that you will be my last. I like you in such a way that I feel pain, I can feel my heart tightening and my stomach in a thousand knots.
I would say that I am a big dreamer, I have always been the type to daydream, and I must admit that since I met you, not a full hour has passed without you crossing my mind, or perhaps, I doubt it even 10 minutes have passed, and still, I hope to dream about you so that at least in my dreams, you are mine.
You could tell me your darkest secrets, and I would still find you as bright as the sun. To be honest, I myself am a little scared of how far I would go for you.
And I wish I had poetic things to write, but my capabilities are limited, so I must admit that I'm a fool for you, just quietly yearning, and I hope you don't hate me for loving you.
On my birthday, when blowing out the candles, my request to God was you. I don't know if that's selfish of me, but it's the truth. I would like to do so many things for you, I would like to write you beautiful poems, show you my favorite recipes, give you a long hug and love you as you are worthy, but, because I am so incapable, I just yearn, and yearn and yearn...

They used to send that kind of love letters w/ paper & pigeon. Lovely

 

[Galvatron]

Do I have too?

 

[moonlight1]

They used to send that kind of love letters w/ paper & pigeon. Lovely

that was the intention kinda, sound like those classic poems haha. now i’m just waiting for him to come back from school so he reads it lol

 

[moonlight1]

Do I have too?

if u want

 

[Meerkat]

kinda, shit, you, know,,,,,,,

 

[Inanimate Pragmatist]

You had the wrong version.

 

[moonlight1]

kinda, shit, you, know,,,,,,,

why

 

[Grilldaddy❤️]

You had the wrong version.

Hmmmm, was?

 

[Inanimate Pragmatist]

Hmmmm, was?

No chad fish

 

[moonlight1]

don’t say this is too bad bc i already pressed sent to my oneitis(humiliation ritual, builds character)

I feel so much for you, and yet, so little you know and so little I can do about it, after all, I feel more than I can, or should say.
When I met you, I doubted that I would, even one day, be able to fall in love with someone, and here I am, writing my feelings on a piece of paper as if it were worth something.

You are my first love, and I hope, even if futilely, that you will be my last. I like you in such a way that I feel pain, I can feel my heart tightening and my stomach in a thousand knots.
I would say that I am a big dreamer, I have always been the type to daydream, and I must admit that since I met you, not a full hour has passed without you crossing my mind, or perhaps, I doubt it even 10 minutes have passed, and still, I hope to dream about you so that at least in my dreams, you are mine.
You could tell me your darkest secrets, and I would still find you as bright as the sun. To be honest, I myself am a little scared of how far I would go for you.
And I wish I had poetic things to write, but my capabilities are limited, so I must admit that I'm a fool for you, just quietly yearning, and I hope you don't hate me for loving you.
On my birthday, when blowing out the candles, my request to God was you. I don't know if that's selfish of me, but it's the truth. I would like to do so many things for you, I would like to write you beautiful poems, show you my favorite recipes, give you a long hug and love you as you are worthy, but, because I am so incapable, I just yearn, and yearn and yearn...

he came back to school some minutes ago I think and still haven’t read it I’m scared