I thought i had gotten over you,
comforted by a glass of bourbon,
but there you were again, dressed in black,
and before i knew i was back to square one.
I don't know what locked my stare,
but something just clicked inside me,
you were standing there watching, smiling,
it was like a living fantasy.
we talked, we shared,
we laughed and cared,
challenged the limits as far as i dared,
my vision emotionally impaired.
I know not why i fell for you,
I don't have much to give,
maybe i was not thinking straight,
or maybe i just wanted to live.
I know the problem is with me somewhere,
'coz you are too good to be true,
i don't know how to bring this out,
but i think i love you.
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