Sweet

A tale of what's wrong.

My sides hurt

From the laughing that you’ve evoked on me

It’s a sweet pain

But, isn’t any pain caused by you sweet?

I’m not a liar

But I sure do know when I see one

You want me

You want me to follow you, adore you

And that

That is exactly the thing I want

The thing I need to live

Author's Note

Short, as per usual.

Reviews

[sushobhan]

My errand through engineering has laid a particular picturesque....I hope so that the pattern of this poem is instilled as a new framework of it...My friend..........