Confused at first
I was, confusion
Spewed because
We match,
It’s a fact.
Not going to lie
I was pretty sad
In all honesty
A part of me
Didn’t understand
Why I ask
Not wanting to accept
But I must
I know you’re
Not leaving me
In the dust.
Because When I look
At your eyes
They lift a smile
On my face
From one ear
To the other
Your beauty stings
Like the blunt you
Put to my neck
It makes me shudder
From top to bottom
And every curve, twist and turn
There’s no secrets
I wish not to uncover
What i’ve got
To do is handle
These emotions
And steer.
And realize I
Can’t be your, in
This time, lover.
For time is against
Our side, with
Life around
The corner,
The stress from
Figuring it out
And a Relationship
will leave us
bowling over.
Why I wonder,
You said it yourself,
I’m so effortlessly
Your type.
It saddens me but
I understand.
Maybe in time
In Fact, you told me two years from
This day to ask you a question.
You made it a promise,
Leaving me nervous,
In two years,
I’ll find you and fulfil
What I promised.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 2:22 PM UTC
Confused at first
I was, confusion
Spewed because
We match,
It’s a fact.
Not going to lie
I was pretty sad
In all honesty
A part of me
Didn’t understand
Why I ask
Not wanting to accept
But I must
I know you’re
Not leaving me
In the dust.
Because When I look
At your eyes
They lift a smile
On my face
From one ear
To the other
Your beauty stings
Like the blunt you
Put to my neck
It makes me shudder
From top to bottom
And every curve, twist and turn
There’s no secrets
I wish not to uncover
What i’ve got
To do is handle
These emotions
And steer.
And realize I
Can’t be your, in
This time, lover.
For time is against
Our side, with
Life around
The corner,
The stress from
Figuring it out
And a Relationship
will leave us
bowling over.
Why I wonder,
You said it yourself,
I’m so effortlessly
Your type.
It saddens me but
I understand.
Maybe in time
In Fact, you told me two years from
This day to ask you a question.
You made it a promise,
Leaving me nervous,
In two years,
I’ll find you and fulfil
What I promised.
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