It's 2am, can't see stars because clouds are covering them.
I don't have the energy to leap or twirl but today I couldn't help staring at that girl. But am I allowed to look at her like that? She caught my eye and winked but we didn't really chat. She smelt of grapes and sunlight and joy. She was flawless, acting pleasantly coy.
A man approached her, she laughed him away saying, "No, boy, maybe a different day." I was amused and most definitely fused by her beauty I almost felt abused.
But I don't know her name because we really didn't talk at all. I just stared stared stared and it ripped my soul.
I wish I were brave enough;
To think speaking up isn't that tough.
To realise love isn't always rough.
To see that I don't always have to be
the shy, independent version of me.
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Turquoise Emotions
الشعرI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
