Right now, all I could think was you
I mean your spiky hair
Your buttoned nose
Your perfect smile
That blinded me most
Your lips red and soft
Your eyes keep pulling me close
I don't know, I don't understand
But maybe, you got my heart on your hand?
Please baby, just don't break it again
That's all I could offer you
I'm sorry if it got little scratches
But no one could repair it like you do.
Funny, because you're the reason behind it
Behind every scratch and broken parts
Of my silent heart
Though I admit it is quiet,
Just listen closely and you'll hear it
My heart keeps beating the same
Over and over again, it keeps beating your name.
YOU ARE READING
Naive Girl
PoetrySitting on the bench Thinking about what we used to be And hopelessly imagining What we could have been Completed.
