Fairy tales written on my rear view mirrors of you.
Your description of love seems so far from the truth.
It has tarnished me blue
though it made bulletproof
All the feelings that for you I grew.
I drive you off with one sweep
You have grown much in touch with your sleep
When I try in the night not to weep
Its because you played my love for keeps.
I will write every night when i soar
I won't stop if I'm weak or i'm sore
I will not be a bore to these challenges more
I have shot for the moon and I've scored.
But we need one another's bright lights
and despite all the fuss and the fights
I can't help but implore on your
acts to give more so that
Love may one day fly it's kites.
- Pea Medina
#projectlovebot
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