Me: Like a baren road, that was how the road to my heart was, I knew it was over for my little heart as I could swear you would be the thief of my life.
The smile, which was so near and yet distant, I never dared to behold it, the cute face and bearer as a whole.
Wholy, you took over my thoughts, this fragile mind that could never understand physics was trying to understand the forces behind all this.
I resolved to test tubes, see. That's already chemistry.
Cold, my days away from you, should every winter torment me in your absence? Daenerys? I can't dracarys my out of this, I needed you, the warm smile always did the trick.
Stolen, my dreams, with you always occupying my, chaotic mind. Funny, how I am awake and you are the woman of my dreams.
Those simple and little strides of your movements are its elegance, it is hard to tell with the gracefulness of how you carry yourself.
Each move draws me in like an artist would express their eyes through a painting, these smile makes me realize Monalisa smiled to make DaVinci complete his greatest achievement.
I can't paint, obviously but my words could bring your image to life in great minds, a work of art you are.
These words flow, like the melody I hear from your lips to my heart, it pumps the blood, to my eyes, it's a rare sight for these sore eyes.
What if I told you there were a lot to the simple words I said to you?
What if I told you there were more to be said?
What if I told you these words were never said to you...
Her: Sometimes words... Aren't the right words to say...
We just sighed
Words Unsaid
