TS - Teardrops on My Guitar 2#
Assalamualaikum
It's the way you had your coffee,
And how you looked at others with those pair of eyes.
How they sparkled, how used I am to these words of beauty,
That has always belonged to you.
It's the rare look you had with that collarless t-shirt,
And how long your hair was,
With those new pair of sneakers,
How you sparkled, in the brightest and dimmest light.
I wanted to draw our names on the shadows of your back.
I wanted to tell you as loud as I hoped you'd want,
As the smallest whisper of sweet serenity,
As I hoped you'd like.
It's the jokes that were lame and tickling,
Don't tell me to take them jokingly.
Don't tell me to forget them easily.
Because I like them, not as much as my likes for you.
It's the way you had your coffee,
And how you looked at others with those pair of eyes.
How they sparkled, how used I am to these words of beauty,
That has always belonged to you.
It's the rare look you had with that collarless t-shirt,
And how long your hair was,
With those new pair of sneakers,
How you sparkled, in the brightest and dimmest light.
I wanted to draw our names on the shadows of your back.
I wanted to tell you as loud as I hoped you'd want,
As the smallest whisper of sweet serenity,
As I hoped you'd like.
It's the jokes that were lame and tickling,
Don't tell me to take them jokingly.
Don't tell me to forget them easily.
Because I like them, not as much as my likes for you.
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