I feel like a slave to this lonely beat
The one I keep playing, a tune on repeat...
You are my one and forever-
there was no other...
Killed me with a fantasy
That clearly wouldn't ever be...
And so, today we ended up
Splitting the rainbow in half...
When I had no tears left to cry
My particles disappeared into the air...
The cover looked appealing
Albeit the spine slightly cracked...
Art is born within the mesmerizing circles
of your dark eyes...
I really am so sorry
How perfect it would be...
How about
putting a butterfly...
When I think of you,
I think of the color purple...
(I dream, sir, of the routes of my childhood
of braiding my hair...
Age of six
He loved her so...