again

some have the aptitude
to make up your eyes
in a disappointing color

and some others think
that your smoky eyes
is a new chic tendency

some of them slept, ate,
and bathed, in your home,
while some just goggled

some make you believe
they are best friends, until
their enmity wakes you up

and you wash your eyes,
and you change your home,
and (again), you get born

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs