I'm in my room, Looking for the star, You're looking at.
We're under the same sky But different place. Remember when we said We're gonna paint the sky with prussian blue?
I was so excited that I bought a new canvas and paints I saw you at the shop with a girl But still, I waited and waited for you Under that **** place we love to hang out You didn't show up
So, I used the red colour To paint the sky And for a few minutes after that, You showed up. You asked me why red? So I said, it represents my bleeding heart.
Well, thus is my third poems. I just don't know whom I'm writting this for hahaha