The car ride is getting rocky
Is the road bumpy? It’s pretty dark outside and headlamps don’t seem to be assisting well.
Is it the car? Pretty sure the reassuring hum says otherwise,
Is it the passengers?
I looked to my left, our eyes met.
“no”, I tried to hide my doubt,
but too late, he sensed it.
Like an eagle eyeing jumping hare from kilos away,
“it’s her again—,” his words vivid with mocking tone.
A beautiful beam comes after.
“it’ll go away by summer.”
2:02 am
17/03/2019
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Victor Of My Heart
PoetryPieces i compiled about a man i love. I am embracing my infatuation toward this person through words. Through something i only know how to do. It's an 18 months project of mine. I'll try my best to upload every week/when i am inspired
