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