(Written on December 25, 2012, at 4:05 am.)
You are the singular weight on my chest
You are the worst of my absolute best
You fight the corners of my lips from a genuine smile
You are the shortest time I've seen in a while
If you could just bite my neck and lick my lip
If you could just look with your confusing eyes at my hip
I might just kiss you myself, again
I might just be able to sleep, then
About Me
- Kriti
- Analyzing and over analyzing. Loving. Hating. Being. Seeing. Hearing. Talking. Closing my eyes. Breathing. Thinking. Thinking that I'm thinking. Believing. In very few things...but believing in them with every fibre of my being. Dancing. Till my heart is on fire. Watching TV shows. I'm addicted. Math. Programming. Mahabharat. It's fascinating. Discussing religion and its evolution. Ramadan. It's uplifting. Reading. Writing. Words. Learning. Trying. Giving. Waiting for the one I lost over the stupidest and horriblest mistake ever.
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