Everything that fall gets broken,
But sometimes broken things become masterpiece
Just like flowers and leaves during autumn mist

I wasn't supposed to fall in love

I promised myself before
I would never fall in love
Because I've already been heartbroken

But you walked in
Carmel skin
Dark chocolate eyes
Powder sugar soft black hair
And a sweet smile

You had a sugar sweet laugh
A voice of cotton candy; soft and light
And a touch as soft as marshmallows

You were sweet enough to give me a cavity, but I loved you

But I have lightly toasted marshmallow skin
Milk chocolate eyes
Green apple hair
And a sweet and sour smile

I have a loud laugh
A voice of pop rocks; crackley and nervous
And a touch as gentle as rock candy

I am sour with a little bit of sweet, I don't think you like me

If I could know your feelings for me I would do almost anything

But I can't know
so I'll just admire you from afar with my milk chocolate eyes and hope that they catch your dark chocolate ones attention

Finding a way home
To my own
I went every where
Here and there
In search of me
And my soul.
But found none
So returned back home.

Disheartened I was,
But saw some people
who went nowhere
But found themselves
and their soul
In a place called
Their own home.