What is wrong with me?
What's this feeling that makes me skip a beat,
I can't sleep,
The shape of my broken heart does it fix to your existence?
I squint my eyes and see you in the distance.
One look back.
I think it would make you understand that I like you.
Everytime, you came around my face was a firetruck,
I tried to whistle it away,
Even if the sky was gray.
It didn't change me to play dumb around you.
You were one of the few that taught me how to bat.
One of the few when I sat in my chair doing a wordsearch telling me that I was awesome than the other girl.
You twirled my hair,
It wasn't fair,
It wasn't fair that I had you close,
I prayed for a rose.
A red rose that I would be waiting for Valentine's day.
I told you to give me one.
You gave me the love's flower.
Hour by hour, I finally had the chance beating out the doubts that came to mind and ran for you.
I played everything in my head,
You were the guy and I was the girl,
We fell in love.
There you are up against the wall as if waiting for someone,
That someone is me.
As soon I come closer the girl comes in the scene and grabs you and kisses you,
I stayed there stunned until you left,
I felled on my knees.
I breathed in and counted up to three.
How could it be this way?
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Imagination Lines(poems,book 1)
PoetryExplore the world in my imagination. Imagine the words as if you're saying them.See through my eyes with a bit of every line coming through as a stream.I'm full of ideas and topics. They're original and made by me with my rhyming dictionary, I know...