Look what's every seconds' got me to,
I meet your soul out of ordinary,
Out of surprise ,
Of us just existing .
Maybe it was your voice ,
Maybe it was your laugh,
Maybe it was your existence that i couldn't help but start.
What is that word called again?
For people feel this when there is nothing but a gut wrenching twist,
Midst the deepest lakes of unknown gravity;
Snatching my solstice away and burning it deep within oceans that werent of bounding.
A fish between thousands and a grain between desert,
I was the same too.
I don't regret you,
I regret that i have let my heart behind in hands of something so lonely that it was begging me,
Into peace,
And i ran behind you;
Like the fool my heart used to be.
Major hopeless romantic traits in here tbh, kinda want to know why i write cringe ideas of unrequited relationship (platonic and non-platonic) like i have gone through one🕴🏻
Dedicated to some beautiful feelings I have within me, that are going to be buried in there till I die (or have someone to gossip it of)
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