PurplePerson
The tool
- Nov 8, 2025
- 12
My second poem of the year!
I see you everyday in class.
I don't know if you see me back .
I want to tell you how I feel,
But what if the begining hurts?
Id listen to you talk all day.
Id want to hear everything you have to say.
I hate how they are only thoughts.
But what if the middle hurts?
If we start, will it ever be over?
That's what I fear, the pain of the after.
The result of a star exploding.
I know the end will hurt.
But still, none of this ever happened.
It's all a day dream, after all.
But if I gave you that special call,
would your love hurt?
I see you everyday in class.
I don't know if you see me back .
I want to tell you how I feel,
But what if the begining hurts?
Id listen to you talk all day.
Id want to hear everything you have to say.
I hate how they are only thoughts.
But what if the middle hurts?
If we start, will it ever be over?
That's what I fear, the pain of the after.
The result of a star exploding.
I know the end will hurt.
But still, none of this ever happened.
It's all a day dream, after all.
But if I gave you that special call,
would your love hurt?
