the days rush by in a blur,
and i can't remember what i did last
w e d n e s d a y
or was it thursday?
when was last thursday?
the moon looks quite striking tonight
but it's nothing compared to the glimmer in your lovely eyes.i never really liked green
until you looked at me.
isn't it supposed to be saturday tomorrow?
how i miss saturday,
more specifically the saturday with you.
you and your beautiful eyes,
brighter than the moon.
i can't wait for tuesday,
it's a good thing that it's monday.
YOU ARE READING
you killed my flower
Poezjai hate the way your eyes can manipulate me. poems about his eyes and other things.