Every time I cogitate about you,
I can feel some butterflies on my stomach.
They say that you are the one
And I feel like that’s always right

We are staring at the same blue,
The waves, the asteroid, and the same light
So we are stuck like glue,
That cannot discrete even after a fight.

You’re a far-flung away
But your soul is with me
Like my rumination,
your thoughts speak with my soul.

You stimulated me, you guided me
You lighted me up, and now,
I’m thinking, I didn’t do anything for you
Like that, but loved everything of you.

I connect the stars, the roads,
The rain, the sea on you;
The creatures, numbers
And the blue on you.

I’m lost on you, without exposure
And I won’t get up from that, I’m sure;
Everything was a concomitance
And you say, “its love”.


- Malwriting


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