A/N: For 'A Shot of Whiskey'. Coming soon. ✨
Why do I feel as if you are the one,
When heaven knows that you are not.
All my senses come alive,
Every time we talk.You are like a sweet fire,
And I am bound to get burned,
But I care little for it,
For you are the one that my heart wants.Is this poison or nectar?
I don't really know.
For what does it matter?
Eventually, we'll end up like Juliet and Romeo.I'm drawn to you,
Like a moth to a flame,
Or a butterfly to a flower.
It's bittersweet,
Like I'm locked up inside a tower.These feelings,
They make me feel great.
But that's exactly what happens,
Before every heartbreak.The broken pieces of my heart,
They will wither and die.
With that being said,
Let's start this one more time.Maybe it'll be my making,
Maybe it'll be my doom,
But I promise my dear love,
I wouldn't ever forget you.
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Voices In My Head
PuisiA collection of of raw poems. (I write what my characters feel.)