An Orange Cloud

 I couldn't decide which category to add this into so i decided to put two labels on it, 'trail of thoughts' and 'poems'. The former because this is my thoughts and the latter is because this was supposed to be a poem. Trail of thoughts- 6 (fun fact- my favourite single digit number is 6) I wanted to write a poem about how much I like you. But then I couldn’t find the rhymes to express how much you mean to me. So just enjoy this little letter/message from my heart to yours,   You make me smile with my heart and yes, you make me want to crack a joke just so I can see you laugh. You look so beautiful when you do. In case no one told you before, I love it a lot when you smile and a lot more when I am the one who makes you smile. Your words fill me with positivity, I don’t know how you do it but you’re really good at talking and making my day better. When I see your eyes, they remind me of a mysterious forest that I would, one day, like to explore. Maybe one day I will

   Heyyyyyy everyone!!! I’m in such a good mood and that is because, a year back, exactly on this date, I started this blog! IT’S OUR ANNIVERSARYYY!!   So I decided to do a quick recap of my poetry’s badass back-story totally filled with guns and bl0od. (This is totally a joke because if I did have a gun, I’d k1ll mys-)     Sto-rini- 7   It was back in 2021; I just began to write poems but was definitely not so ready for another set of eyes to witness my words. I initially wrote poems for my best friends as a birthday gift, a customized gift full of love. It was not easy, AT ALL. I took days to finish a poem, some days I’d progress with a stanza and some days I don’t even touch the pencil. It was difficult to get words out of my mind, and the pressure of rhyming was on my head dancing.   Poetry to me meant rhyming and a nice beautiful flow; like a river, graceful. But for the perfectionist in me, it was a nightmare. I had to get things right on the first try or else it’s a piece of cra

This is sung by a girl who crushes over a guy who already has a partner. the first two lines are actually from a song. i saw a reel about it and decided to whip something of my own. the song in question is " Don't Text Me When You're Drunk " its a super cool song with cool beats.  anyways, back to my poem; Please don't text me while drunk Actually don't text me at all I don't want to look at the text  And think to myself Sigh I like him  It's not like i don't like to like you  It's just I don't have a chance with you And i don't wanna be disappointed When my nightmare comes true  But, the smile your texts bring The blush you make me  Makes me think I've found the one But before we start we are already done  We come from different galaxies  With different stars and skies But deep within our hearts, we  Are not so distant in minds You're the prince in yours I'm the Princess in mine Our galaxies were never meant to collide The