July Scenes

He is incredible, and so so impeccable,

I dream about him day and night.

My eyes wander for his just one single sight.

You unlock my new personality,

or have I always been immersed in this insanity?

All my inhibitions are confused.

But, why did he had to come around when I was bruised?

I look at him, I gaze upon him.

And what is so special about him?

I bury myself, I sidetrack myself.

But how do you always find your way back?

I pull away from him,

yet, I am not focused.

What if I will be amused?

What if I will be loathed?

Golden was the colour of his skin, when I saw him at the Central Park.

White was the color I was feeling, when I hoped for our spark.

If little by little, I halt the glimpse of you.

I shall start thinking about you more.

Cause I can't help but falling in love with you.

Breaking myself and incoming grief.

I can't convince him,

so instead, I watch him leave.

As only when the heart beats, I envision him.

Please, am I one of the creeps?

What if I can't stop this impalpable cycle?

On the days dedicated, you question my survival.

And I might be in denial,

darling, I thought you would return me myself back?

Take my whole life too,

until it disappears thoroughly.

No better, love me back, but you can't.

So, let me down slowly.

Like fools, we run through lines,

under the hot skies.

Fragile papers all across the room, love and one.

I'd run, I'd run, before it could begun.

And I knew, it's forever undone.

And Forever forbidden.

I got nothing but love for.

But, does he ever stop and just think about me?

Till you came into my life, and outside the church,

you gave me something to lose.

My heartbreak and my loosened guts.

The urge to hear his stories, the thought of him being no longer around.

And we will watch him fade, instead again, watch you leave?

I believe it could be reversal,

but, if I could, I'd live those days in circles.

And as wise men say, only fools rush in universal.