Loving you is like an ice,
It's cold,hard,
and limpid.
I can see the real you,
But soon it melts.
Loving you is like a flower,
It blooms when it's autumn,
Sunlight penetrates the petals,
But soon it wilts.
Loving you is like a tissue,
it erases the tears,
brings the laughter,
But soon it torn,
drowned by the burden of love.
Loving you is like a book,
Those beautiful verses
are you.
But soon it ends with
a full stop.
Loving you is like a music,
rhythm rhymes.
the only thing I want to hear,
But soon the rhymes scatter.
The only thing I know
about loving you is,
Your smile is dangerous,
that I was stupid to fall
into them.
a.b
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 9:51 AM UTC
Loving you is like an ice,
It's cold,hard,
and limpid.
I can see the real you,
But soon it melts.
Loving you is like a flower,
It blooms when it's autumn,
Sunlight penetrates the petals,
But soon it wilts.
Loving you is like a tissue,
it erases the tears,
brings the laughter,
But soon it torn,
drowned by the burden of love.
Loving you is like a book,
Those beautiful verses
are you.
But soon it ends with
a full stop.
Loving you is like a music,
rhythm rhymes.
the only thing I want to hear,
But soon the rhymes scatter.
The only thing I know
about loving you is,
Your smile is dangerous,
that I was stupid to fall
into them.
a.b
This is my current thought. Sorry if there are some grammatical errors.
