The Lonewalker Journal

 Girl in my fiction, Is a pure addiction. Your heart's warm, Your faces charm, Owner of Sweetness Farm. Girl in my fiction, Your love is addiction. World's glorious joys, In your baby voice, Angry bird makes pure noise. Girl in my fiction, Your calls are an addiction. You are so cute, I love you in mute, Oh, my Kanha's flute. Girl in my fiction, Your presence is addiction. Worshipping your soul, Is my only goal, You shot my heart,luv mole. Girl in my fiction, Your presence is addiction. Oh, my burning candela, I am Prince Charming, And you are my Cinderella. Girl in my fiction, Your name is addiction. Your hug can heal, Your hate can kill, I am Jake, Will you be my Jill? Girl in my fiction, Is a pure addiction.

 if I were a story, would you read me till the end? Would you turn my pages, and cherish every word? Would you highlight my beauty, and note my strife? Would you love me in every chapter, throughout my life? If I were poetry, would you read me with care? Would you understand my verse, and love me beyond compare? Would you follow my rhythm, through every up and down? Would you love me at every stage, in this poetry that I've found? If you were a story, I'd read you till the end, cherishing every word and highlighting your beauty. - If you were poetry, I'd read you with care, understanding your verse, and loving you beyond compare