The Black suit and the prada shoes
Lost in a world wind of passion created by my mind and the black suit and the prada shoes.
Endless thoughts of passion runs, through my canvas like a highway that never ends.
It’s his sheer bliss and disregard that gravitates me to his place.
He rose above me and took complete control of my heart.
But he did not adore me, I was not even his, friend.
I was the Wonder less whom fell for the river that didn’t want me.
I was the girl with the first crush.
I was the kid whom just got his licence to drive on route 66.
I was in love with the black suit and the prada shoes.
I was hopeless in love.
Knowing what was in store for me.
Everytime I hear his name my bones shiver. Everytime I think of his touch I am in pure ecstacy.
Everytime I think of his scent I fly away to heaven and back.
Everytime I let go I hold on.
Because that black suit and the prada shoes gave me wings, and
hope that I could love again.
Even without him. I am
alive again.
Never fight your feelings nor beat Self up for them. At the end of the day, we all learn something beautiful by taking chances and loving unconditional. No time or space can change the love that you attain chasing rainbows.
