Pink Pigeon's Poems

When you said you like tea with sugar when the sun rises when i am alone when we are five hours far, that is when i am thrown back to a feeling of a teenage heart asking questions like should i love you?

Maybe it's because the sun set at six there and at nine here, when i walked down the hall i saw you blew your birthday candles and forgot to invite me, because there is someone next to you, someone i can't see her face, except your words for her you never let me have.  Nobody is here and i saw you nowhere. See me, see me and let that girl see who i am. Because sometimes a fairy becomes a demon and for once i want to know. If i have that power or should i go.