words you said
are like sand in the sea
rubbing on my skin
so raw and sharp
unexpectedly
leaving my skin
smoother than before
words you said
are like sand in the sea
rubbing on my skin
so raw and sharp
unexpectedly
leaving my skin
smoother than before
I’ve lost the power to write.
for the life i lead now,
with you,
even when you are in my arms,
while your skin stuck to mine,
and your words immersed in my soul,
perpetually,
i don’t get it,
in fact,
it is just bruises after bruises,
and a tinge of shame,
i should get it,
but boy,
why did my heart still felt unattended?
Have I lost the power to feel?
Indeed,
I’ve lost all of it.
as your fyp draws nearer, you get more and more mad, hence the fringe cut.
and that strange vintage shade.
not a good sign.
“sometimes it scares me to feel so good in your skin.”
Kill me if you must, Zhou.
It is hard,
It is really devastating,
to disagree with your beauty,
so rare,
I was left defenseless.
Yes,
I am,
It is hard,
It is really impossible to be angry
at one who agrees your disagreement.
you are my reflection, so tell me why can’t you be more clear?
i tell you stories
i say you aint mine
and don’t worry
it wont hurt us
so we don’t even have to try
you were worried
i get all pretentious
to believe
to make you think
this was crazy.
this was crazy.
it is crazy crazy
i could start feeling your essence
and that is not good
i could smell you
i know.
the fact I knew everything.
it scares the shit out of me
it scares to let me,
let you taste everything
Baby, I’m a sociopath,
Sweet serial killer.
On the warpath,
‘Cause I love you,
Just a little too much.