• Alex Antally

The last day of love

I wonder

on the last day of love,

if I'm beautiful enough,

my heart crackes inside my body,

am I beautiful at all?

I color my hair often,

in my case it's called heartbreak,

I change my jeans

at least five times

before I see you,

I get dressed

and undressed for you,

but am I beautiful enough,

and is there anything I can do

to make you think-

she is the one for me

she makes me forget who she is,

write me a letter,

address it to this insecure girl,

tell her she is yours,

tell her she is enough.

- Alex Antally 🌸

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