He looks at you like you are this sexy little rubix cube. He can't seem to figure you out but he loves trying. Sometimes when he is alone at night he writes short poems for you on tiny little pieces of paper. He always throws them in the trash can because he knows that no poem is truly worthy of you. Once, he wrote "yours, forever" and yet he knew he had to go over to your house and break your heart. He was the kind of boy afraid to change his own patterns, and you were the first real cost of that. When the two of you were together, he was changing for the better. Something inside of him kept him fighting, all along symphonies created to ease his heart off the pain. Maybe one day flowers were expanding in the lost boys chest, but as soon as he turned around he couldn't keep but believe that it was all just a test.
YOU ARE READING
at last solved
PoetryAs if the whole world would shatter because of my thoughts. Solved at last