limits.
My eyes glued on his dear face,
I only hope that he'll be saying while looking straight at me;
"You're already home, let's go sweetie."
Though, I don't have the strenght to break the ice.
What if he get stolen from me? Maybe he's a lonelier?
His angelic smile makes my whole week,
He look so smart but is he like me?
The only thing I want is us together.
Parfois, j'aimerais disparaître.
I offered him my heart,
he took it in his silky hands.
Throwing it so violently that,
I couldn't realise how horrible he can be.
He is too sweet,
His smile is like a sunshine.
His skin is like silk and his hair is made of coton,
He can't do this,
He's too much innocent and pure, is he?
Am I wrong?
Is he wrong?
He hates me?
Who is he?
Maybe I'm wrong.
Everything is about to dissapear.
Living's tiring,
Love's exhausting.
But still those questions;
Why she?
Why he?
Why me?
Life's an exercise not a test,
Don't apologies, go take a rest.
Nothing kills you faster than your own mind,
Even if you can make it go away as the wind.
Those thoughts of love coming up again and again,
They will stop only if you prove yourself,
That you don't need anyone to love your own self.
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Poems
PoetryThose are my poems. I like them and are inspired by my routine and day life. I talk about a lot of romantic stuff. Though, I'll not upload it a lot. FR/ENG Thanks to not steal, those are MY creations. Anyway, I don't wait fans or readers. I make it...
