I don't know
I'm choked with my own words
As you fed me with your promises
You held my face
And traced every line
I felt your lips on my forehead
And I don't know but I felt like a statue
Now you got me
You caught me again
I can't escape.
You held my hand
Dragged me in the corner
And kissed me
AsI felt sparks all over my body
Ipushed you away
Andsmiled awkwardly
Iheld you in my arms
ButI swear this is the last chance
Andif something happened again
Iwill really turn my back
Andsay my last goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
If You're Not For Me
PoetryEvery moment feels so perfect when I'm with you. If we are destined to each other, can we make it till the end? Or should I even believe in it? But what if... What if you're not for me?
