What do you see when you look at the sky?
Do you appreciate the colors for a while until nightfall?
but behind such beauty there is a big chaos
if the world is ****** then we are all *******
we must learn to read between lines
a world that is begging us for a bit of love
Let's stop romanticizing chaos
and lets be aware of how ****** up we are

Maybe it was to much for you
Maybe so many poems I’ve written about you
Make you feel pressured

I knew this was going to happen
That’s why I wrote this a few months before our break up
I could feel how your eyes slowly stopped looking for mine

I only felt useful when you were sad and lonely
And you leaned to cry in my arms
like a little child

so I let everything flow
and let you choose the day that everything was going to end
stand to feel half loved just to be a while longer with you
And you didn’t even notice
I try not to start meaningless discussions to not get away from you even more
I became everything I promised not to be since the last time someone broke my heart
and that it's a lot

your kisses make me feel at home,
make me wanna stay at that moment,
pause my life in that instant
our lips touch with love
and not separate them never again

Your arms are the warmest thing that hold  me ever
I can feel our hearts meet and start beating at the same time every time you hold me
And I smile
there I feel safe and small
like nothing matters beside us

Mornings are better if I wake up by your side
in your arms, nothing can hurt me
your love surrounds me
and your kisses are the cure of everything

But your eyes
I can’t translate into any idiom what they make me feel
because instead of butterflies I can feel all kinds of insects rebounding in my stomach every time you look at me with those brown eyes