#001
It was six in the evening,
There is no other beautiful man in my eyes that night
I caught you taking a glance,
I caught you glaring at my fingers-- tapping the windsheild of your car,
I don't know if you are worried about your car
or
You just want to hold my hands,
I felt the most gullible butterflies that night,
I felt the need to vomit my heart out to you,
those butterflies were my enemies; teasing me
I don't like them
but,
You let them run their hands through my hair,
You let them kiss my inked-fingers,
You let them take away my dress---filled with paints
You let them take away my sanity,
So,
When I'm ready to give my all to them,
They disappeared,
They leave me with their unforgivable lies,
They take me to you,
They did tell me that I am safe as long as I am with you,
They did shower me with flowery words,
And they no-where to be found
They did tell me that I am safe as long as I am with you
but,
They did not tell me that it will be painful being with you
