Intoxication,
high
Most of the
times, you don't know why.
I speak,
three wonder creating words,
You smile, I
wait for you to be heard.
I see you
again,
With a look,
same
I speak again
But this
time, you don't feign
A smile, you
cry
I thought I
knew why.
I run my
fingers through your hair
Hold you for
long, it was only fair
You deserved
this,
I didn't know
what I'd missed.
I sit down
beside you,
Speak words,
new.
"You
share your dreams, I'll tell you mine,
Together
we'll create a dream, make our lives sublime"
You smile at
me weakly,
You knew I am
beaming,
You shake
your head and walk away.
She says she
feels sorry and holds your hand,
You wrap your
arms around her, not a word you say.
I see you
again,
With a look,
same
You turn
around and so do I,
If only you'd
told me,
Why the intoxication, why the high.
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