I met you on a Monday, I think I fell for your accent.
I saw you on a Tuesday, I think I fell for your eyes.
I noticed you on Wednesday, think I fell for your smile.
I spoke to you on Thursday, I think I fell for your humour.
I looked at you on Friday, I think I fell for your heart.
On Saturday, I reflected on this week so far long and hard if what I thought was true.
On Sunday, I realised, I did fall for you, I really fucking did.
YOU ARE READING
forbidden garden.
Poetryhere's a little compilation of poems and thoughts including; heartbreak, falling in love, rejection and acceptance. (WILL UPDATE EVERY NOW AND THEN) enjoy :)
