how ridiculous it is to fall
to fall once again
the same person that my mind calls
whenever my head has a bargain.
isn't it such a disgrace
to feel the flies in my stomach
isn't a dreadful phase
where all i want to do is mock.
that sweet twinkle of his eyes
and the warmth of his voice
snaps me to reality in flight
which is still my choice
i get allured with your being
that fragile frame
oh how i wish you weren't looking
that awful face i made
whether i like it or not
you always struck my mind
a string with one annoying knot
solutions so complicated to find
author's note
one of the weirdest and shortest poems i made. i feel w e i r d .
p.s i wrote this bc i got inspired with another poem THAT WAS SO GOOD and it's about love and i was like
"oOf LET ME WRITE ONE"
but anyways
e n j o y a n d k e e p s c r o l l i n g
