I thought I liked you but it seems farfetched now
My words were just a twisted version of the truth
I spoke words so close but so far to the reality
I was close to the truth like the bank to the river
But the bank is a different thing entirely
Just like how liking someone is so entirely different to loving them
Your eyes always sparkle like the gem of my birthstone
Thank you for giving me these words and your scent on my clothes
Can they tell I'm so clear and concise in this
Can they tell that I can never forget about you
I can never leave you or the butterflies
Never let me walk out the door because that will be my biggest regret
I used to ask to be saved but I don't need saving I just need you
The breath before it's shared, the hexagons I draw on you
I may mention things once or twice usually thrice
But that's just the expelled it happens way more in my mind
Show me how to not miss your eyes, your nose, your lips
How can I not miss such a beautiful person inside and out
You're warm and I can never take my eyes off of you
Speak as much as you want because your voice is all I need to live
I can never take my eyes off of you because I still don't believe you're real
I may be comfortable but you still make me feel real to the world
Can they tell I'm so clear and concise in this
Can they tell that I can never forget about you
I can never leave you or the butterflies
Never let me walk out the door because that will be my biggest regret
I used to ask to be saved but I don't need saving I just need you
The breath before it's shared, the hexagons I draw on you
I don't ever want to let you down
Please say you'll never leave me
I'm weak and strong at the same time
Can they tell I'm so clear and concise in this
Can they tell that I can never forget about you
I can never leave you or the butterflies
Never let me walk out the door because that will be my biggest regret
I used to ask to be saved but I don't need saving I just need you
The breath before it's shared, the hexagons I draw on you
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random writings.
Randoma collection of poetry, lyrics and random pieces of philosophy that have been extracted from my vocabulary.
