Not So Called Poem

25 December 2020


Let me tell you a story.. It starts with there is a flower that bloom on winter. Yeah, winter. It's Christmas. Well, not many people know about this story. But you do now.


The flower that blooms in the winter.

It's beautiful
But you can never touch it.
If you dare to touch it, you will only bleed yourself.

It's winter again.
Seeing you growing up a year older.
Shine whenever the light touch you.
Like crystal.
Very tempting.

Somehow, that flower was never meant for anyone.
Never meant for take it, to be honest.
All you can do is to nourish it and make sure it blooms every year during winter.
But hey, it's okay.

After all I am the girl who takes care of you.
Just that and not more than that.

It breaks my heart actually.
To love something that won't even be mine.
I'm that girl who chose to prick her finger while trying to reach it.
I'm that girl who keep trying to hold on tight to it.
I'm that girl that never stop caring.

I know it's dumb thing to do.

I try so hard to throw you away from my life
But I found myself keep going back to you
Just because I care for you and want to know something
That if you ever love me like I do...

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