a film

am i inlove? i questioned myself
i am in no ease when i don't hear a word from her,
but a simple message makes me feel like my lungs are bursting out

is this love, i asked the face in the mirror
i can't make air go through my nose when tears appear
eyes as red as hate, as beautiful as a rose

this is love, i forced myself,
now i see beyond anxiety and the addictive pride
i give in and i apologize with the most innocent intentions

it's love indeed, i confirmed
with the most cruel imaginations,
i am tamed by just thinking of her face






-kiking