Are souls involved in love?
Do they see each other?
Cry for each other?
Are we in love
If we're sitting on our benches
Sharing glances
Are our souls crossed yet
Or do we gotta run away from the city once
Like the cliche romance
stories that get the fame
Do we have to
Jump off cliffs And planes holding hands
Or jumping to the conclusion
Of a delusional forever is okay too?
Will it be okay
If I cover my lips
In your favourite chips' dip
Or do i gotta keep kissing like honey?
Will it.. Will it be okay with you?
Is love really about pain?
If yes
then are they your tears or mine,
That are surreal?
Will you tell me real love's taste?
So that I can tell
If I'm in love
Or am I tackling this loneliness
With another passing cloud?
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The Language of Rain
Poetry[TW :- CRINGE] Here, burns the bonfire of my heart. this is a random collection of poems and thoughts.
