Natasha Andeyi Poems

Loving you is messing me up, never before have I been afraid of the unknown.
Not knowing how you'll feel about me the next day; whether your feelings will change or stay the same,
is killing me inside.
For how long will this last?
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I'd write you in a million words,
But that still won't be enough.
When I think I'm out of ways to describe you,
Somehow your existence reminds me of the power of your presence.
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It's always the irony.
Non-saints loathing the proclaimed sinners, breeding condemnation.
And I'm widening the irony,
wondering why the already condemned are busy condemning.
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You're everything and more I dream of in my one,
Every single detail of a prayer I can make to my Maker;
It's like you were created with me in mind.
That is why I look at you with more admiration and awe, the living Angel in human form.
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This kind of gratitude for a non-clan has never crossed my heart,
Experiencing the magic of your soul is reason enough to count my lucky stars.
Your benevolent nature and mature spirit keeps me in your corner,
Not forgetting everything you touch becomes divine.
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A day with you, that's all I ask for.
We cross paths once despite the often whiles,
Making it hard to understand the state of our hearts.
There's need for a full-time as much as I'm grateful for the half.
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I'd breathe in and out, doing all that I can to calm my troubled mind.
A few paces back and forth,
The body has to be moving, and the mind focusing on something.
For staying still will bring havoc.
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The length of time I stayed in your life was not long enough,
Only a couple of months but the hurt damaged a piece of my heart.
Maybe because I ignored the signs,
Convincing myself I was the savior to rescue your heart from Iceland.
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Age is just a number,
One that gives the tales of your mind from the experiences you've had.
Low is the figure but experience the best teacher preferred you as a student,
Constantly throwing the lessons your way with no break.
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The reasons to smile occurred rarely,
The often feels were sadness and anxiety.
Barely having that shoulder to lean on,
The real ones were miles apart while the ones around not ready for the new stranger in town,
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