These things

These things

He stood there cigarette in his mouth

he inhaled and with pursed lips let out

white smoke rings

it was these things

I took everything in I studied him

I tried to figure out why

with him my heart sings

it was these things

He was a beauty with a beast inside

that made me hurt, that made me cry

his words would sting

it was these things

He loved me so quickly and so passionatly

it was hard to let go

It felt like walking on springs

it was these things

And when he left I was relived to not have kept him

yet when I hear his name my soul rings

he was just one of those things

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Angel_In_Disguise 4 years ago Author

Thank You very much


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Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal

Your observation of the character is wonderful. I enjoyed reading this beautiful piece of work.

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