We would be loving birds
That can't keep their hands off each other
Touch and nice words
Looks, one after another
Little teasing
That warms my heart
So sweet I stop breathing
And just fear the end of this part
Honeymoon is ending
And we are afraid
We are just pretending
At least the game was well played
Then everything is serious
Deep talks
We stop being mysterious
Wondering if this is faux
You lost your interest
Maybe you are bored
You become indifferent
Want to get off the record
I start being jealous
But have the same feelings as you
This is hellish
That's when I knew
Breakdown and little fights
We say "is this the end?"
Overthinking most of the nights
Damn, we are condemned
You say "I love you, but..."
I say "I think the same"
For a while, we keep our mouths shut
There is no one to blame
Our last hug
And sweet pity eyes
You were my drug
But gone are the butterflies
YOU ARE READING
him
PuisiI think we all have met someone who makes us absolutely crazy. These poems/writings are about him, the person that trapped me with his words and made me fall in love with him. Hope you can love him just as I do.
