I Just Can’t Write Without Him

Why is it that

No matter how hard i try

To suppress my feelings for him,

They always come back?

And when they do,

The more difficult it is for me to get over.

I know he doesn't want me or if he does,

He only wants me for the friendship.

Every time I see him, I smile.

Every time he talks to me, I feel like I’m talking to an angel.

Every time he txts me out of the blue, I don't know what to do O

ther than to be in the state of "kilig".



I tell everybody I’m over him

But so are my poems.

I have written so many poems

When I had him as my inspiration.

Now, nothing.

Too much stuff to do,

I say to myself,

But the truth is that

I just can't write anymore...