Wed, 04/19/2017 - 05:01 -- taj2002

i don't know what too call this 

his eyes, you see there almost 

like tree roots that grasp my mind

i don't know how you do it, 

but my eyes go blind for other guys


i don't know.... if its right to say i love...

what if i say it?

would you shove me out of your life

you see your eyes, make me feel loved...


i don't know, how your mind thinks of me

does it have thoughts between the time

i see you till next time.

your mind, your eyes.


i don't know what this feeling is 

but it makes me feel grey when

i don't see you in crowds

this is quite cliche, feeling this way.

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