• maoahi 9w

    When you were young
    And felt for the first time
    The magic of meeting of eyes
    And you smiled
    You didn't know what to tell
    To your friends
    When you skipped the sport class
    To go see someone dance
    Do you talk to them now?
    How do you talk to them now?
    The gap between your fingers adjust according to theirs
    Now no one else fits
    The stories that they read to you
    All of them had happy endings
    Now the poetry left all its meaning
    Cause you just can't assume
    The fairytales can be true
    I thought I knew to sew a broken heart
    But I just ripped it apart even more
    It might have been easier
    If you were younger
    And you had a spare space
    To lend me a room
    And if ever your heart adjusted
    According to mine
    I would make sure I am there
    Whenever you need a glass of wine
    To dream about the days
    When you were young
    And you felt for the first time
    The magic of touch of skin
    And you smiled
    I might know what to tell
    To your friends
    When you skipped the game
    To remember a dance
    ©maoahi