DETAILS OF YOU

I was never good at writing love songs.

Always caught in blacks and blues

But ordinary day, unextraordinary place

And I stumbled into you;

Suddenly 

Melodies bloomed

Evergreen and sharing keys, the things you do;

The tiny yet significant details of you; 

Rainy days and summer haze, I think of you

Lyrics are simple when you’re my muse. 

But But But But But But But But But 

Who am I to decide if this is real? What If loving you is just another set of unthought undigested ununderstood senseless feelings that 

No longer rhyme

No longer flow

No longer move 

No longer love

What if I was writing letters and notes with my eyes closed

With my heart exposed 

With filthy prose 

While you never know —

I was never good at writing love songs

Forever stuck in blacks and blues

Ordinary girl, unextraordinary world

Always moping, always coping, always hoping, to study the 

Details of you

• creative writing
• love poem
• lyrics
• original poem
• poetry
• spoken word