How could somebody ever love me?
I'm a perfect mess, look at me
But how can I ever love someone?
How can I hold you tight, close your eyes and make you be sure I won't regret
When I just look at the world and don't feel a part of it
And I also look at you and don't feel right.
Cause I could never hold a perfect thing and not demolish it
And you're a perfect thing
I could tell you in this lines.
How much your eyes bright.
How much your smile could light this universe without get tired.
And did you see the way you walk? Just like a young god that I used to see.
I could tell you on those lines
In my arms when I hold you tight
In my letters
In every detail that I know of you
In the way this heart used to beat
But how can I ever love you
YOU ARE READING
Mind covered in poetry
ŞiirHi it's just me practicing English poetry writing about my breakdown