one day, in the future
which will be a future
that perhaps,
is not so far away

you have walked into my life
and got under my skin
where do i start,
where do i begin?

for every flower,
that decides to shiver,
it seems,
a new one will deliver

feeling safe seems to be underrated
it never received the coverage
that lust has,
or the fame that love had found

somehow,
you always steal the idea from my lovers
and you expect,
there could never be another

every word you say
we get so close
but then,
you push me away