His words full of thorns
But his embrace is still heavenly anyway
I might be bleeding
But he wipes it everytime

"I promise"
He lied to me, again.

people have been naming stars with
their significant other's name
but mine is always you
though we have gone insignificant
and we are slowly falling out of love
I still find my end of the rainbow to you
I still find your eyes are the whole galaxy
with the planets, with meteors and stardust
and though your hug feels less like home
I wanna stay longer until i fall in love again
in our next morning

for my words have no sense when I begin to transfer it
from my quivering lips
I think it would be the best if I just write
in a paper where all the senses have put aside
where all I am trying to say is
for you to comprehend
to break the puzzles