Oh please, don't take away my star even though I didn't own it, its light accompany me when the darkness arrive.
How come the stars shine when you are around?
How come the cold beat the warm when your eyes are the warmest?
Even the sugar tasted bitter when you smile.
But you told me about the most beautiful miracle that ever happen in your life.
You called it "her"
Every part, every chapter of your life is full of her now.
I can see that sincere smile trough your eyes when you are talking about her.
Tell me about the galaxy that you see through her eyes.
Tell me about her smile that light up your world.
Tell me about your favorite beat that you feel around her.
Tell me about her skin that touches your heart trough your hand.
Tell me about her voice that melt your heart.
But, At least, tell me why the rain always come back although its already know how hurt to fall to the ground.
The moonlight comes from the sunlight
Same as the sweet smile of yours that come from her happiness
And still, same as my happiness that comes from your sincere smile.
What is this? Am I crazy?
i feel so happy to be your listener. Yes I admit my jealousy.
but at least, you are happy right?
Just keep talk about her, so I can die a little more.
Every hour...
Every minute...
Every second...
Every time of yours is about her.
And mine, is about surviving trough death of my heart.
YOU ARE READING
About You
PoetryA song that is beating in my heart. Remedy that cures my lonely night. Repeated spell in my mind and a riddle that leads me to him as an answer.
