His Song

Unsure as he looked into my eyes yearning to know more,
Driving me close into the sweet nothings of the evening.
Felt a palpable sense of love running through my veins.
Wondering, is he trying to play with the strings of my heart again?
I guess not.
Tucked away in the corner I think,
Maybe I should hold myself back from falling into love.
Our snippets of conversation made it all the more hard.
I drove closer as he sang for me.
Sang and strummed so perfectly
Melancholy of my life.
But I need to fix the puzzles in my head.
Somehow knew this isnt going to last forever.
Oh wait! What about the graffiti he drew on the walls of my heart?
Or may I was illusioned by the sight of temporary warmth and care.
Do not worry.
I will burn our bridges,
Our burning lanterns and
erase the graffiti.