A new smile, a new laugh, A nudge, secret touch,
It's you not me, it's you you've changed me.
I am melting, melting in your firm.
You make me feel like summer,
while it's snowing outside.
It seem so right, you look so right,
In this world that's so wrong,
while you too should be wrong.
I'm not even sure, we don't talk enough,
Let the world be rude to me,
cause I'm a stupid heart about you.
Saw you unexpected in the market square,
I pretend my calm, while my heart is jumping.
You seemed so glad and so hopeful,
But I'm not so clear I'm scared of attachments.
I keep my stupid, you tell me to keep touch,
I keep my stupid, I'm scared of attachments.
I'm not so clear I'm scared of attachments.
The special hand touch, makes me wanna know you,
But I still keep my stupid,I'm scared of attachments.
Your seemingly unwanted goodbye made me wanna keep you,
But instead I kept my stupid,I'm scared of attachments.
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
