Listening to the radio,
In our worn out car
Hands intertwined,
Gazing at the stars
As the traffic lights changed,
We did too
They brought to life the story,
Of me and you.
We met at green,
Reckless and free
The world was our oyster,
For every lock we had the key
We sped through love,
We defeated time
But at the next signal,
We stopped for our crimes.
At red we fought,
Till our lungs wore out
Drenched were our eyes,
Poisoned were our shouts
We went too fast,
So we paid the price
To decide our fate,
We rolled the dice.
We slowed down for a while,
When the yellow colour flashed
We regretted all the strife,
We gained from when we dashed
We took one step at a time,
Slow and steady
To win the conquest of love,
We were ready.
When we made it to the next signal,
We were tired of the wait
We knew it was up to us,
And not up to fate
We wanted to drown in deep,
Over heels for one another
We didn't care about the price,
We'd pay it together.
Listening to the radio,
In our worn out car
We stayed in the moment,
We didn't think too far
When the lights changed,
We saw red
But sharing a smile,
We sped ahead.
~Via
Maybe it won't work out.
But maybe seeing if it does would be the best adventure ever.
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PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
