bee

your curtains deprecate me. 

your glasses blurs me.

your voice muffles me.

and, you like me. 

fairness shakes as you play fair,

my honesty lies as you stay there.

our hair tangling around with genuity,

your fingers combing through my limbs.

my shadows figured to trace your figure,

walking aside to mock me.

and, you like me. 

how do i admit a cruel thought ??

it's not you, it was always me. 

you're just a girl of everything, 

and it's hard to fit in than it already is.

i hide so i don't taste your japanese matcha aura,

missing in action you said, 

little did you know it's to stop me from coming at you. 

the purest soul i had been aiming the fireworks at, ignites the best at all times. 

you won't ever have to try, 

which is why i am always on it. 

you are always everywhere,

i ran out of places for my side of roaming.

oh, perfect bug. 

i keep everything bagged, 

so i don't lose our months.