Poem -

To much Coincidences make love

Can’t stop looking out

Another ordinary day.                         Me and myself only me thinking  that nobody is real this whole world is a lie.                                                        Suddenly this boy on his bike starts riding his bike on the lonely street that’s in silence.                            their was a lot of distance but I couldn’t stop looking at him his eyes were mine my eyes was his.             It’ was like when you look at the sun and it shines that much but you still want to look at it.                                 Breathless                                          The heat in my body was increasing quickly .                                          My heart beating faster an alarm      Since then  my heart was stolen.       Weeks after the first day of school     He’s still somewhere in my heart even though I forgot his face.              But his eyes were unreal to be not remembered I can’t forget about them they were in my dreams every single night.                                       A cold afternoon going home after school my legs shivering begging for warmth                                               A familiar boy walking home                  My heart made me want to follow         Him realising                                      He turned.                                           Me blushing.                                         In that freezing cold.                              Feeling the same heat the same heart beat.                                         Looking at the same eyes                     That’s when I realised I was in love.

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