6.4.14.

6.4.14.

He looks at you like you mean the world

He said you are the sunshine as it seems

After the cloudy days at stretch

He thinks you are a princess when you fall asleep

And the day he saw you, he fell to his knees

But you are a rigid cliff

Standing before the waves

And you are a shattering promise

Trying to make it home, this time

You don’t call him your prince

Because you still call yourself a Queen

With your eyes stern

Heart fixated

Carrying the ashes of a King

He looks at you like he’ll win.

– Momina Arif

featured image credit: Beetle Tracks

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