Hoping to fix it
Hoping to be fine
Hoping for your love
...to be back
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:27 AM UTC
every petal is a conclusion,
but it would be killing
a field of beauty
just to feel more of the pain
than satisfaction
...over and over again
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:22 AM UTC
Numb, Intoxicated, Lost
in that risky playful night
Words you said were from the heart
no, it was from your mind
Unexpected, Mind-blurred, Lost
in that VIP sofa seat
with all our heart
brushed your lips against mine
Single night, Single heart, Single mind
his words fell into my lost heart
I still remember how it felt
should have first doubted it
I’m the heart,
he’s the mind
I lost,
but he never won
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:18 AM UTC