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Introduction: My first blog and why I made it

Hi, I'm Denise, at this moment of writing (2014), 19 years of age. I've been writing officially (I call it official since I became part of the school publication) since I was in 6th grade.


This is my "first" blog. First being in double quotation marks because even before this, I had done one, but I don't think it was ever really published, more like a blog only for my eyes. I don't even know what happened to it. Anyway, here in this blog I will be posting all my poems, quotations, short stories, maybe even my novelettes, anything that floats my boat. I will also include my letterings, maybe some sketches or stuff. Everything related to the pen that I can think of. :)


I started this blog, as suggested by my friends because they knew that I love to write. Well, I considered it, and thought it might be a good idea. Since I wanted to keep a close copy of all my works. I even wrote them in a small notebook that I usually bring with me, but still, having a copy on the worldwide web would be good too. I also think that it would be nice to share my works with other people. I write to express my feelings, and I think that there would be people out there who could relate to the things I write about, maybe even help them or provide some insight. I know that at the moment, most topics seem to be about love, unrequited at that, but I will endeavor to post other writings about different topics. I will work to post all my works from the past up to my present ones, and hopefully, those of you reading will find some that you could connect to. Hope you all enjoy the things in this blog. Thanks for reading! :)

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Don't

Don’t be so friendly with me,
‘Coz you’re making me fall.
Don’t come near me constantly,
‘Coz I know it doesn’t mean anything else.
Don’t make my heart race,
‘Coz I know you don’t feel the same.
Don’t make me feel the signs,
‘Coz I know you can’t possibly like me.
Don’t make me feel special,
‘Coz I’m just another girl who happens to be a friend.
Don’t look at me like I’m the prettiest girl in the world,
‘Coz I know that’s not how you see me.
Don’t talk to me like I’m so interesting,
‘Coz I blabber a lot of unnecessary stuff.
Don’t look into my eyes with your mesmerizing ones,
‘Coz I might not remember my own name.
Don’t smile at me like the way you do,
‘Coz you’re making me lose my willpower.
Don’t tell me “I love you”,
‘Coz I know it’s just a joke.
Don’t say things to me like I’m beautiful,
‘Coz that can’t possibly be true.
Don’t ever hold my hand,
‘Coz I know you’ll just let go.
Don’t ask me what my problem is,
‘Coz I can’t tell the truth that it’s you.
Don’t lead me on,
‘Coz I know it’s a dead end.
Don’t make me hope,
‘Coz I don’t wanna hope in vain.
Don’t act like you could actually fall in love with me,
‘Coz I know it’ll never happen.

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