we were the perfect definition of romeo and juliet;
forcing fate to favor on us
but ended up bruised and traumatizedwe got victimized by destiny
collided us in the wrong place
at the wrong timebut what made our love exceptional?
is that we tried
to revive
until the last drop of rainand still trying
you held my hand
like a fragile glass
needed to be handled
with tremendous carestood by my side
as i created
the first artwork you left a piece
of fragment on
that everytime i happen to see it,
a sentimental curve
will occupy my lipswe exchanged i love you's
in the cringest manner
yet everything were so
damn
preciousyou were the first person who believed in me
when even my soul couldn'tand i wish i was there
to reciprocatethe taste of orange juice
seemed to be luscious
than vodkathe road we both painted
with mud and water
evanesced
by the sword of the clockthis broken heart you first shivered yet stitched by your own heartstrings became the perfect combination
of melodrama and
disasterwe were each other's aesthetical trauma
and beautiful typhoondestiny's favorite
victimyet here we are
stronger than that pair of soul
years ago— my first love
my kryptonite[ lolol lame sorry i had to release some feels ]
YOU ARE READING
hue of you
Puisi❝ there is rainbow always after the rain but i guess not in everyone's sky ❞