I'm just going to start off with this
a fairytale that was beautiful all filled with bliss
You and I is what I miss
I miss your touch and your kiss
Perfection was never found between us
but we created it but then we fussed
I got comfortable and lazy
fueled with bitterful lust
I lied to you hurt you but where did it end?
A broken heart, tissue boxes
Love that cannot mend
To wish that I was direct
is all that I should have been
acknowledged there were problems
where else I was keen
I lost my sight of you
I lost a part of me
Thinking this was a dream
believed to have gone green.
Now that you are gone
I know that it's over
To think you and I'd come to an end
I still wish upon a four leaf clover
It was both of us
things didn't work out
nature took the course
it's not what I'm all about
I wish i'd hit send
text you what i'm thinking
but i know it'd just annoy you
the hazard lights be blinking.
I know that if this went to your phone
Our love is absolute wreckage
but I'd type backspace before you'd know it
it's just an unsent message.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 6:41 AM UTC
I'm just going to start off with this
a fairytale that was beautiful all filled with bliss
You and I is what I miss
I miss your touch and your kiss
Perfection was never found between us
but we created it but then we fussed
I got comfortable and lazy
fueled with bitterful lust
I lied to you hurt you but where did it end?
A broken heart, tissue boxes
Love that cannot mend
To wish that I was direct
is all that I should have been
acknowledged there were problems
where else I was keen
I lost my sight of you
I lost a part of me
Thinking this was a dream
believed to have gone green.
Now that you are gone
I know that it's over
To think you and I'd come to an end
I still wish upon a four leaf clover
It was both of us
things didn't work out
nature took the course
it's not what I'm all about
I wish i'd hit send
text you what i'm thinking
but i know it'd just annoy you
the hazard lights be blinking.
I know that if this went to your phone
Our love is absolute wreckage
but I'd type backspace before you'd know it
it's just an unsent message.
I guess I'm back at it again, this is my poetry. Everything I've written is all from my mind.
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