So I would like to take a rest.
Because my hands are swollen
from writing your name
over and over and over again.
Because my eyes forgot how to blink
whenever I see you buy coffee
in that cafe along 7th street.
Because my ears only hear
your deep voice
and triggers the fault lines in my body
waiting to attack like an earthquake
and cause major damages including butterflies, no, dinosaurs in my stomach.
Because my nose hallucinates your smell.
Because my lips long to call you all day,
all night, every hour of my life.
My senses go crazy and becomes uncoordinated.
My knees go weaker and I can't move but still smile like an idiot at the thought of your being.
You make my head spin
and you make my heart twirl
like a circus girl.
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC
So I would like to take a rest.
Because my hands are swollen
from writing your name
over and over and over again.
Because my eyes forgot how to blink
whenever I see you buy coffee
in that cafe along 7th street.
Because my ears only hear
your deep voice
and triggers the fault lines in my body
waiting to attack like an earthquake
and cause major damages including butterflies, no, dinosaurs in my stomach.
Because my nose hallucinates your smell.
Because my lips long to call you all day,
all night, every hour of my life.
My senses go crazy and becomes uncoordinated.
My knees go weaker and I can't move but still smile like an idiot at the thought of your being.
You make my head spin
and you make my heart twirl
like a circus girl.
Referencing the song Circus Girl at the end
