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`"When you need me, I'll be there" (A Girl's Diary)

 "When you need me, I'll be there" (A Girl's Diary)
"When you need me, I'll be there"
This is what I will do for Him.
Even though He doesn't care much  about me....

Have you ever wonder why I'm so hurt?
By how you treat me.
You treated me badly.
You laugh at me,
When I fall.
You bullied me
For I'm ugly and stupid.
You never show love or kindness toward me.
But I don't mind,
Because I'll be happy,
Seeing you laugh.
Even though you are laughing at me.
I just want to let you know,
I love you.

You always have friends around you.
But I didn't know that they are there 
Because of what you have.
You have popularity,
You have money.
You are smart and 
A boy every girls want.
Unlike me, 
I am poor,
I am ugly,
I am stupid.
How can I be with you?
For I am the opposite of you.

I always think you are strong,
A guy with no worries.
But I realize I was wrong.
When one day, 
I found you weeping alone.
I was as innocent as a child,
Wondering why were you crying.
I want to reach out to you
And comfort you.
Let me be your crying pillow,
Let me be the one to comfort you.
I was hurt to see you cried.

At first,
I had no faith to comfort you.
But because of love,
I am willing to do anything,
Just for you.

I built up my courage,
And went to the place you were sitting at.
I touched your hands.
You looked up at me, 
With large drops of tears rolling down
From your big brown eyes.
I looked at you 
And smiled my sweetest smile.
I didn't wait,
I gave you my warmest hug.

I was surprised,
You didn't push me away.
As I thought you will.
But you hugged me closer
And poured out your worries.
With this,
You made me want to 
Care for you more,
Give my love abundantly to you.

Our eyes were locked together,
And you gave me your kiss.
Your gentle kiss made me feel secure.
It was a passionate and desirous kiss 
I ever had.
I will never forget this moment.


By: Lydia Beh