Shining so bright
Short enough to pain my heart
Friendship that will never end
Sweetest guy I've evet met
But it's not fair to be fighting alone
Wrong time and wrong person
My most personal shooting star
Best gift you could ever give meWas your smile.
Green
We were fighting for a goal
For me, a dream at most
In suits and high heels
I've never felt more anxious before
Could this be my time to have it?
Some smokes and coffees in between
People I never saw again
Two girls became some friends
I don't talk to anymore
Until we were there, standing in a crowd
A random guy in between us
He wouldn't let me appreciate you properly
Short beard, blonde hair, sweet smile
And such a wholesome pair of green eyes
Looked around to not be caught by you
Red cheeks, olive eyes, you talked to me
But there was absolutely no way
That I'd be your type of girl
So when you asked for my phone number
I was sure you just wanted to be friends
Afraid of getting rejected
Even though I've never been before
I lost it because of my lack of self love
Wishing me good luck and some sweet words
Can't describe it properly, I ran away crying
I didn't get the dream and certainly
I also didn't get the guy.Alexandros
He comes from a charming place
Where buildings are merely art
And it's surrounded by sea
Founded long ago
Knowledge is the main reason
Why his place is still standing nowadays
And its people are quietly nice
Lowkey individuals, sharp looks, friendships sealed
A combination of music and vivid eyes
History about conquerors and a free kind of love
Romans revolving in foreign lands
Greeks leaving their adventurous lifestyle as a path
People would gladly follow through
Culture showcases the diversity
That is able to make my heart beat
My head to overthink and my soul to mesmerize
Beauty in between desert and sea
And my time there has been lovely
Even more when after three months
I saw him again, sitting at a restaurant
Smiling at me, saying it was nice to see me
Being a gentleman, kind soul that hugs me
And I felt so protected in his arms
Long talks, seem endless
My mom already loved him as well
Deep in my heart I knew I'd die to be his
But he wouldn't look at me at all
And somehow, some other guy would be waiting
So all I have is to sit and stare
Can't wait to come back to this place
Alexandro's one, to see this shooting star
And let him hug me one more time.
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