I see you
I want you
But I don't own you, yet
The only way I can is if I keep trying
to win your heart, to pick you up
and have you come to me
I'll keep trying
Until all my coins run out
Once they are out that's it
I have nothing left to give
And my luck has run out
I have not won you
But the next girl will
As I walk away I watch her
Slide in her last coin
She maneuvers in ever so slightly
She manages to pick you up
And she's won you
Won your heart, won everything
And while I had multiple coins, she only had one
I guess some are just luckier than others
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Drops of Feelings
Krótkie OpowiadaniaShort stories and thoughts on matters concerning the heart and mind.