She made me a poet.
thanks to the crush i met
i took her as an idol to pet
she got every reason to love
so i made myself a rag
to adore who was not mine
and i became a poet
we met in a club night
on her dress tight
that looked beautiful at sight
she made a night promise
and i failed to notice
that her intention was never to love
she played with my feeling
and i became a poet.
i wrote her lines to read
wasted words of good breed
the massage was sent,
but never reached her ears
so i sent my feeling again
hoping one day she'll find time to hear
i'm left lame and insane too
though i still give thanks
she made me a poet.
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 11:35 PM UTC
She made me a poet.
thanks to the crush i met
i took her as an idol to pet
she got every reason to love
so i made myself a rag
to adore who was not mine
and i became a poet
we met in a club night
on her dress tight
that looked beautiful at sight
she made a night promise
and i failed to notice
that her intention was never to love
she played with my feeling
and i became a poet.
i wrote her lines to read
wasted words of good breed
the massage was sent,
but never reached her ears
so i sent my feeling again
hoping one day she'll find time to hear
i'm left lame and insane too
though i still give thanks
she made me a poet.
Sometimes loving someone you cant have is the best fun of life.