I want to say,
Tell you about my day.
I want to see you smile,
Cause of me, not some random jokes or friends.
I want to be the light in your eyes,
When you look at me after the day dies.
I want to be the one, your joys and sorrows with,
And cuddle me with your scent, reminding me that love is not a myth.
But you walk in, all taken by the day,
But you walk in, all emotions already filled in.
So I just try finding love, eyes still in burns,
But I bleed from my veins, putting my faith in your love in urns.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...