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Recurring



One glance of your face
is all what is needed
Healing and breaking
To the very core of hidden feeling 

Breathing in your fragrance 
Sinking and kicking 
The perfect kind of chaos 
That’s resembling your cold greeting 
And hopeful goodbye 

Among the numb of 
Seeing your curved lips towards another 
It is bleeding 
From within 
One look, 
I am back in the hook 

You motherfucker asshole 
Why can’t you just go far fucking away 
I should’ve left you at hi


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