Your Smirk And Your Smile Poem by Enchanting Owl

These unwanted feelings are new territory.
Looking at you is like a new, unparalleled story.
Your smile, your eyes, your body—it's a sign of a new age.
It's when pain and sorrow collide—a great article for the front page.

You are the radiant sun, I am the pale moon.
We are inseparable, so we tied our knot in June.
But I arrived alone at this florid, flamboyant party.
My liquor is your happiness, and your sweat is my melancholy.

I know there's something missing—it's your opal eyes.
This body's aching; my skin is bleeding until it dries.
I do not want to point out the truth or the obvious.
If I did, for sure I would lose you—I'm piteous and inglorious.

You are walking towards me with that killing smile.
With the lovely dress to impress everyone, you take mile.
But not for me, the deserted wallflower this evening,
Your calculated plan is already laid out, and you are leaving.