When I first saw you,
I knew you were something different, something special,
You had a face that turned faces,
And a body that seemed to draw gazes.
When I first looked into your eyes,
I saw an ocean of warmth, a sea of melted ice,
I was enthralled and afraid at once.
For those eyes seemed to have lost someone.
As gazed at your lips in fascination,
I was bound in imagination,
Of what it would feel like to have them on mine,
The way they curled, in such a knowing smile.
I craved to feel your lips on mine,
I knew that it could never be true.
And yet, when it did, I think I was lost,
For it was wretched to be in love with you.
*You were but a *******
And I was but a fool,
To walk where you lead me,
You made me drool.*
I would have climbed mountains and crossed the narrow seas,
For you, you see, that's how much you meant to me.
And yet when I told you how easily you laughed,
It was as if a dagger had pierced though my heart.
The long sleepless nights are still within memory,
Each one of them a reminder, of how bitter you can be.
You will never know, I don't think you realise,
How much you meant to me, how much you suffice.
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 3:25 AM UTC
When I first saw you,
I knew you were something different, something special,
You had a face that turned faces,
And a body that seemed to draw gazes.
When I first looked into your eyes,
I saw an ocean of warmth, a sea of melted ice,
I was enthralled and afraid at once.
For those eyes seemed to have lost someone.
As gazed at your lips in fascination,
I was bound in imagination,
Of what it would feel like to have them on mine,
The way they curled, in such a knowing smile.
I craved to feel your lips on mine,
I knew that it could never be true.
And yet, when it did, I think I was lost,
For it was wretched to be in love with you.
*You were but a *******
And I was but a fool,
To walk where you lead me,
You made me drool.*
I would have climbed mountains and crossed the narrow seas,
For you, you see, that's how much you meant to me.
And yet when I told you how easily you laughed,
It was as if a dagger had pierced though my heart.
The long sleepless nights are still within memory,
Each one of them a reminder, of how bitter you can be.
You will never know, I don't think you realise,
How much you meant to me, how much you suffice.
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