Sep 2015
what is love?
but games of tug
and war with self
on who to pelt
the cupid arrow
with, i narrow
down the candidates
and find
there's *nothing
and no one
i sincerely like;
no to mistake with lust
which rustles with
my hormones
constantly.
basing on chemistry
i can't find a
soul who's harmony
will ever
understand me.
but games of tug
and war with self
on who to pelt
the cupid arrow
with, i narrow
down the candidates
and find
there's *nothing
and no one
i sincerely like;
no to mistake with lust
which rustles with
my hormones
constantly.
basing on chemistry
i can't find a
soul who's harmony
will ever
understand me.
