Clichés

I read this today, and liked it so much. Just wanted to give it a reblog

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You asked what I have to offer?

Well nothing much.

Few poetries, painted pots
and your sketches on
coffee dipped sheets.
Weird music, witty remarks
and book stores
of nearby streets.

Few jars of nutella,
breakfast dates,
And wind chimes
on your gates.

We both know
I’m not going to stay.
I promise not to leave
your world, pale and grey.

You’ll start to know metaphors
maybe fall for cliches too?
Love is not supposed to hurt
I will prove this to you.

I promise you’ll learn to go out,
whether it’s summer or snow.
Rain will stop stealing your smile,
I’ll teach you to paint rainbow.

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