He saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him,
I thought he was only trying to run me down, again.
But he was right.
That evening, I met a gentleman,
that swept my feet away,
stole my heart,
and gave me clouds to sleep on.
I got to see flowers in different colours,
He drew rainbows for me to slide down,
He took me out for a walk in Hyde Park,
took my breath away,
my soul away,
and then, he took my happiness away too.
When he left.
Because I got tired of laughing just too much,
What I wanted was to rest a little, to be calm, to feel like home, to be still.
But he,
He craved the constant appreciation,
What I was giving was not fairly enough,
so he left.
And he saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 9:01 AM UTC
He saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him,
I thought he was only trying to run me down, again.
But he was right.
That evening, I met a gentleman,
that swept my feet away,
stole my heart,
and gave me clouds to sleep on.
I got to see flowers in different colours,
He drew rainbows for me to slide down,
He took me out for a walk in Hyde Park,
took my breath away,
my soul away,
and then, he took my happiness away too.
When he left.
Because I got tired of laughing just too much,
What I wanted was to rest a little, to be calm, to feel like home, to be still.
But he,
He craved the constant appreciation,
What I was giving was not fairly enough,
so he left.
And he saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him.
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