Forbid
The sweetness of forbidden fruits, was my desires and needs
A strong love, if stops growing, ends up bitter instead of sweetAs I follow her trails like an aligned star gravitated, to-get-her
The closer I felt with myself, was when the closer I was to herMy plans in slow motion, my uninterpretable actions
Tattooing our pages with a happily ever after, despite it's executionHow she was so similar to me, like puzzles forming a romantic imagery,
Our unfitting opposites, formed aligned constellations meant to beAddiction is the coffee staining her pages, while she steals glances
Unclenching my fist revealing my first possession, her favourite bracelet
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Scarred Pages
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