❝ but darling that isn't love ❞
♡
Don't mistake his hand to your cheek,
For sparks flying.
Don't mistake his hand around your wrist
For protection.
Don't love the warmth and ignore the flame
And then be surprised when you get burnt.
Don't grab the rose and ignore the thorns
And complain when your palms bleed.
Don't mistake a bouquet of black eyes for romance
And don't trick yourself into giving him a second chance.— s.v // to be saved
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Everything I Fear To Say Aloud
Poetry❝ to those who believed the happy girl could not hurt ❞ - in which I convert my thoughts into poetry. © CAPPUSHINO 2017 → highest ranking #34