why is it I do not write when I'm happy,
has not he succeeded to do so,
have I been faking all along.
you see, I laughed my way thru growing up,
but never did I ever felt a vibe that's constant,
semi foreign it was, with a pinch of frustration,
so I flowed my tears into words,
but cuddled up with your magic,
not wanting to let go.
not ever has the essence drained,
even when we hit bottom,
back in your arms I dreamed,
till the end of time and love, a solemn.
and I still believe that you are my happiness disguised as pain,
it doesnt matter if we have to go down the same fucking lane,
coz being with you makes me speechless,
your gazes never fail to leave me breathless,
captivate my mind with your presence,
you take over and vanish my thoughts,
putting both Urgent and Important on hold,
filling free spaces with yourself, bold,
cursing others waiting, appear as snots.
putting both Urgent and Important on hold,
filling free spaces with yourself, bold,
cursing others waiting, appear as snots.
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