31 days have been
31 days of sorrow each
Sorry I couldn't make you happy
But at least I made you feel an emotion

You give me love using tactics
You draw attention to your self like an artist
I saw you with another guy don't think I didn't notice  
Because every moment I'm with you it's like a practice
I say sorry to you even when it's not my fault
It is what it is, I guess that's my price for being with you

Rain in summer
Odd
Falling in love with you
Odd
Writhing a love letter and poem to me
Super odd

We used to play
Just right outside
7 years later you left
And never came back
I still see your
Shadow on the lawn
Now I play by myself
It's really a yawn
Because those memories
Play like a lullaby in my head

Mix a portion of love
With a tiny bit of trust
And patience
That's the chemistry of love

the thing that complete us
feels like a *******
and when we are incomplete
we have liberty