𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉

⤾ 𝙣𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙮;

you kissed my lips with your tenderness and hail me with your addictive gestures,

you've given me a small amount of sugary conversations, constant admiration that i long from my raptured past as i hold myself down not to create a chaotic love affair once again.

nevertheless, the more intense it began, the more obsessive and bold we've become... like a cold and hazy night... now you are deluging me with nebulous bewilderment.

our vivid talks and certain exchange of words is now under the misty fog of july,

am i being emotional or paranoid my love? why do it felt like we are drifting slowly to what where we started? oh, i remember you've said there is no 'we' between us.

so i say; i will guard thy heart as i watch you burn with your vague intentions until you no longer can hold your breath and perceive the certain feelings your hear desires.