Feelin like a magnet
Pullin towards you
Even if it’s the last thing that I wanna do
But that ain’t true, I want it, I just ain’t tryna show it
Cuz if I do, I feel like imma blow it
So I throw it into the back of my mind
Only resurfacing itself at the worst type of times
Like when I , got another girl up in my bed
Should focus on her undressing but I’m seein you instead
Thinkin to myself does my love know no ends?
I tend to spend a lot of more time on my own
Just a king left to think alone on his throne
I guess I’m prone to only one weakness
It spells Y-O-U
- Author: asrealastheycome ( Offline)
- Published: July 26th, 2018 20:07
- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: Writings From The Unknown13
Comments1
I know this so well, beautiful written about loves spell
Thank you, what was your favorite part?
To be honest as I read it again I see my whole life, from a very young age I feel in love with everyone who I slept with. By my 30s I could see them all in my head, all I know now is never stop till you find your self with only the one your are with.
If this never happens then you need to look deep within.
But a shorter answer would be from the word magnet I loved every bit.
The depth you speak about is what I search for. I feel it is a lost cause. I appreciate familiarity. Gives me motivation to keep writing
I remember that lost course feeling and you've inspired me to now try and write about it.
Always keep writing my friend
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