I'm trying to make more romantic songs since sad songs make me depressed, anyways hope you enjoy and criticism is always welcome!
or atleast wants to be
during the day she’s acting cold
her eyes, frequently rolled
I try to tell her something
instead she starts to sing
our love burns like a whiskey shot
short, brief, almost naught
But in that secret night
when she’s too drunk to drive
and when the mood is right
we both feel alive
She grabs for my hand
the kiss is unplanned
yet I let her drag me back down
In her lips I could drown
Yet, typically in the morning
she leaves me with nothing
my romance is back in mourning
as I can still hear her sing
Poetry by Artorius
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Written on 2026-08-16 at 21:37
Tags Love  Romance  Night 
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Lovelocked
I can tell she’s sick of meor atleast wants to be
during the day she’s acting cold
her eyes, frequently rolled
I try to tell her something
instead she starts to sing
our love burns like a whiskey shot
short, brief, almost naught
But in that secret night
when she’s too drunk to drive
and when the mood is right
we both feel alive
She grabs for my hand
the kiss is unplanned
yet I let her drag me back down
In her lips I could drown
Yet, typically in the morning
she leaves me with nothing
my romance is back in mourning
as I can still hear her sing
Poetry by Artorius
Read 9 times
Written on 2026-08-16 at 21:37
Tags Love  Romance  Night 
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