Dramatic Troubles

By Mehmooda Khan

You watched me leave just on a text,

So you could sulk there in this hurt

My glass heart or pretentious hard crust,

You're not sure which to trust

Because, I said I couldn't feel it in that texting,

Tried to be all cool, but you're acting

So what was all that love, just faking?

Dramatic Troubles...

Your gold rose in my locker,

Yesterday's scent still on my collar,

My shelf is filled with wrappers

Dramatic Troubles...

Now I know you're quiet for a reason,

You couldn't lose me again

All those thoughts of sceptic 'what ifs'

We're too good to be in pain

Your lips in mine, it's magic

It's not forever, that's tragic

But you're mine this moment, oh classic

Dramatic Troubles...

My hands in yours, it's beauty

They look destined, no pity

I want paper rings, no ruby

Dramatic Troubles...

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You say am special, Oh that's for sure

But just like Rebekah, I need the cure

No humanity switch, just that red door

And someone like Klaus, to bring me home

But when all is said, it's done and dusted

The ink is dried, the pen is lifted

And soon you'll find another instead

To walk the paths that we once walked through

One beside the nose, two on the ear

Three on the back, oh that's big dear

All these moles just on your body

Those honey eyes, babe you're so dreamy

And those lengthy texts when I had slept,

You were a keeper oh I had messed,

I could've treated you right, but I had

left you balancing on broken bridges

Maybe this is aimless dreaming,

probably irrational thinking,

But only if we ever loved again,

I'd treat you right no matter then,

Or you'll find the real thing instead,

And she'll stitch the wounds which I gave

You won't remember all my

Dramatic Troubles…

By Mehmooda Khan