Lie a little bit,
Hide your flushed face.
Think of an excuse that might,
Convenient enough.
Make up a story as usual,
Bite your lips as you tell me,
Steal glances and loon away,
As I pretend I know nothing.
The days are passing by lonely,
I keep thinking about you,
Thinking would you touch her the same,
Whisper in her ears like for me you do.
But there is no way I can ask,
All I can do is pick up hints,
Boost myself to leave,
Only to find reason in your eyes to stay.
Falling apart with every single thing,
You promised to have built with me,
The air feels diffrent around you,
Can you feel the same about me?
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Our Violet Walls
PoezieBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
