Poem-nayla azhara

My eyes always look for you in the midst of thousands of people. You are always the highest object in my reviews. Of course I don 't want to erase your image in my mind With a firm heart, I decided to throw out the word backwards in my dictionary. I don 't want to be forced to lose and be kept quiet. because this feeling will never go away let this heart express its feelings properly. and let this poem end I' m not the one who ends up admiring you By Nayla Azhara Syafitri A B O U T Hi, my winner. I' m the admirer you didn 't expect. An accidental glance has now become a deliberate addiction. Gradually a sensory response grows that should not come. The guitar strum seemed to pluck the heart inside me. A glance in the rearview mirror shook my heart That speech also resonated to the very edge of my mind. In the silence of the night I always ask who is this figure? Is it appropriate for me to harbor feelings of jealousy even though I' m not the one who owns you? My mind was too noisy to answer that question. Y O U