Captured.

in OCD3 years ago

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When love first came to him
It was like an alcohol
That intoxicated him completely
And killed his reasoning

He loved her very existence -
Everything she did make sense
Even when she riles him up
He still loved her

He did not understand
why nobody else noticed
The music that plays
when she steps into a room
He could not understand
why no one else but him
Saw the flowers and the butterflies that surrounded her face

He did not understand
Why only he knew
The steps of her running and walking up or down the stairs

He did not understand
Why he was the only one who sees how the wind
add blush to her cheeks
And then play with her hair

He could not understand
Why he alone could see
the glint in her eyes
And the gold in her smile

To him, she seemed beautiful-
So seductive, so different from others
That he could not understand
Why no one else's heart went wild
Just by the feeling of her fingers against one's skin

To him, she was so ethereal; angel-like
That he could not understand
why anyone wouldn't fall madly in love with her


Thank you for your time.


My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.

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When love came to him for the first time, it killed his reasoning, you are talking about me ha ha ha ha, that was me, a complete idiot, I did not reason, bless God, it is better not to fall in love again, this topic is already there. You, you fall in love and you keep reasoning, well I see that if in your post, maybe you are taking your head and thinking, where will it be, what will it be doing, ha, ha, ha, it would be better not to bother you anymore.
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Hahahahahaha. I need to meet the lady that made you this way hahaha. What's her name?

It's done, it doesn't matter anymore, but I'll never forget it

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