Days have passed memories have been made...
Others like revenge,sweet some bane...
The future,a mental haze..
Buh promises we made most of them we didn't break...
Some... *sigh*
Tears have cascaded down cheeks...
We reappraise...
Reaffirm that the shit we have here is real...
Ego has made us fight a couple o' minutes...
Minutes which changed into hours to days...
thickening the future 'mental haze'...
Suddenly we cease...
If it was scientifically a disease...
cancerous is what we be...
you call out in a whisper "Baby?"
I answer in the same tone "Bay"...
With the tip o' your index you rub my eyebrow and interlia...
"I Love You"...
Those words come from you...
I giggle like a lunk head...
I pull a Niccolò Machiavelli, in a flash my upper lip and your lower lip gently touch...
Your fingers twitch...
I need not to stress the rest...
Heavily pounds the organ in my skinny chest..
To be precise on the left...
Then that moment "the strong feeling of affection for sombody" - As my Oxford Dictionary explains it....
I know its for REAL...
And i don't stutter when i say i trully Love You.
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