
The Pain π€ They Causes Me
You Healed.
What Was Destroyed
You Came To Re-build.
You Made Me Love You π
At Every Pause Of My Heart Beat π.
You Made Me Trust You π
As My Only Shield π.
Tell Me,
Am I Wrong To Be Jealous,
Watching You Talking To Someone else At The Time Which Am Supposed To Be The One Talking To You?
Tell Me,
Your Line Busy π At Midnight,
What Do You Expect Me To Think?
Maybe I’m Too Judgemental,
Maybe You Are Tired Of Talking Me.
Don’t You Just Keep Me In A Cold Shadow.
I Still Want To Be The Only Person You Talk To Before You Sleep.
Β©princepoet



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