The world was never the same the first time you said 'yes' to a question I was very sincere to ask but the question was not the real deal. The world was never the same when the music filled the room with the melodies my heart sings but the music buzzing in our ears was not the real deal. The world was never the same when I have to assure the last image of you riding back home safely - even if you did not know - but your existence getting farther away back to your home was not the real deal. And the world was never the same when our eyes have to meet halfway, under a moonlit garden of tulips, dancing to a beat which otherwise is the sound of our hearts in mere silence but 'twas not the real deal.
See, the world was never the same the minute the wind whispered to me about you - and you alone is the real deal.
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Tell Me I'm Not Crazy
PoetryTo the one who made me tingle my skin with such excitement, who made me feel like a rocket in the sky trying to reach it to my limits, who made me experience summer in winter, who made my mind wander the night sky and find its way back to you. To th...
