Collection of poems pt 2. (14/10/15 - now)

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For The Lost Souls.

It surely was a death wish,
That you decided to talk to me,
Even after I told you to leave,
That it was a big mistake to let me know,
That it was absurd that you confessed.

Never would I thought that,
After all this while,
I might have given you the opportunity
to unlock what has been sacredly kept inside,
The deepest parts of me,
That were barely touched,
Rather opened to someone.

Never would I thought that,
The feelings you give me are equivalent
to the number of butterflies
fluttering their wings away in my stomach,
Ready to be released into the open air,
Waiting for a new world to be revealed. 

Never would I thought that,
Feelings would be more mutual as days passed by,
And there would be whispers of love and affection echoing
through the thin walls of my heart,
That never misses a beat as you
make you way towards me.

Never would I thought that,
Perhaps,
You might actually,
Just quite right,
Maybe undeniably be,
My,
Definite,
One.

There would be millions of 'never would i thought that's,
and I would still have a million more in my head, 

because there's so much I enjoy talking about you.

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