extravagant she called me, when i told her how bland i think i am,
but that is you my love.
you are the extravagant one.
when you smile my heart speeds up
(i can't believe you're mine)
my stomach fills with the butterflies they talk about in the songs.
maybe love is real.
but if love is real,
do you feel the same about me?
how do you feel when i smile?
or can you see the pain in my eyes
they way i can see the blue in yours?
do you want to lay underneath the stars with me and talk,
until theres nothing left to talk about?
if you do,
then will you?
will you love me like theres no tomorrow?
will you take care of me the way i want to take care of you?
even if you won't, i will.
i'll give you everything i have until theres nothing left,
and i expect something in return,
but i won't complain if i don't receive
because thats just how the world works baby
i've accepted it
have you?
YOU ARE READING
feel everything
Poesíathis is some of my poems that i've written and i wanted to share them with the world even if the world doesn't like them thank you so much if you even consider reading them it means so much to me (also pls excuse any errors)
