pesto
pesto
the
king of hearts.
i
shake violently when i feel your presence around me.
you
played me like a fool...
...as
i let my walls down for you.
pesto,
the
curious boy.
you're
too afraid of the world.
i'm
free as a bird,
whereas
you can only yearn for such freedom.
pesto,
you're
the player.
so,
why are you running away?
don't
worry, i wont bite...
it
was you who made me bleed anyway.
pesto,
the charmer.
you have a wicked way with words.
i find myself wanting to crack open your skull
put a microscope in your brain,
to understand your nature..
pesto,
the wildcard.
you're all alone in the world,
even when you've got company.