This will be the last poem that I write,
to befall a silent and sympathetic goodnight...
Sometimes temptation controls our hearts
Little voices start to be heard...
The sun looks over me,
like the God that put me on this Earth...
I'm slowly dying
Without my heart...
I am not going to settle
Being second best...
Cupid, please stop messing with my heart,
I can’t take it anymore...
So I say she's a love addict
Crying for some more...
Just look at the way he looks at her
You can see the love there in his eyes...
I try to deceive myself from this feeling.I say...
Walking down the road
On a warm summer's day...
Some way
Some how...
**I get really bored in class**lol
Illuminating Beauty...