Fun is still in our book
Written within the footnote, took
Not long to grow that look
Decolourising of eyes, half full
You used to be saturated
I used to be bright
You used to be fascinated
It used to feel right
But I still could make you laugh
You still make me feel half loved
And I round it up so it's enough
And I'll file and polish when it gets rough
You used to be saturated
I used to be bright
You used to be fascinated
It used to feel right
You used to need for nothing
I used to want more
You used to feel something
It used to feel sure
Sometimes we go through the phases
Screaming in our favourite places
Begging was your first, isn't new to me
Sometimes kissing feels elating
Dreaming makes me sick of changing
Betting my whole worth isn't new to me
You used to be saturated
I used to be bright
You used to be fascinated
When you used to be mine
You used to need for nothing
I used to want more
You used to feel something
When I used to be yours
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
