Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
The sight of you makes me happy. When you call me by my nickname, It makes my heart flutter. When you tease me, I seek for more. Am I completely wrecked by you? It is sad that I don't have chances for you too. The sight of you with kids, Makes me fall more. Is this a chance to forget my bunny?
0
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 8:02 PM UTC
Wrecked
The sight of you makes me happy. When you call me by my nickname, It makes my heart flutter. When you tease me, I seek for more. Am I completely wrecked by you? It is sad that I don't have chances for you too. The sight of you with kids, Makes me fall more. Is this a chance to forget my bunny?
Wrote this long time ago though. Kinda sequel for the previous one.
Atcaja
Written by
F/Somewhere
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 8:02 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem