5 and a half hours ago
I was thinking of a world I’m not
In a cozy room with a foliage plant; not watered yet
Wonder if you had a thirst
Like one you always said
For me being imperfect
Just to get rid of harm coming up from my lung
These riddles ring your heart like the ocean stuck with the tide
We rebuild breakwaters
Every time I make a wave
I should be happy to be your sea cause you’re my sea
So if I was not in love with you, if I was not in love
Still I want to wake up beside you
Your little riddled heart is asking me why
Why aren’t we the same, that’s what we always wish to be
Then I say nothing that’s what you call ignoring
And your little sweet heart is losing herself

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