You're not right for me,
But I still want you.
You're that unholy sin I'll commit,
But I swore with my eyes open and mind closed.
You're the holiest shit I'll drag into me,
Cause I had seen myself as the darkest place.
You must have thought of yourself as the darkest one,
But I swore at the end you're the most clever straight way of life,
And I'm the nicest way of losing it all.
Don't know how to want the good,
Cause I had broken so many hearts,
And my heart had been put together by so many bandages.
So tell me what's worse,
And I'll tell you what I want.
Your games are fun,
But I swore you play in the most funniest way,
Cause those paths are not as dark as I am.
But I swore my mind will make it look worse than it is.
So I hope it'll end here,
As I feel I'm so in love,
And I don't want to be deep in love.
It'll drag us nowhere,
Cause you aren't right for me,
But still you're the one I want,
While you don't even know what you want.
So I let it go like my last hopeful dream,
And you let it go like your just-for-fun games,
Which will continue forever.
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Tales Of Hopeless Romantics: Imperfect Poetic Journey Of Love And Life
Поэзия"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
