HAD A THOUGHT

She is like a art And has my heart When I fall or back her in love She doesn't allow She burns hot That I should hide my thought When I look at her eyes My heart melts like ice She looked me but not in love but in pitty Hearing a ditty I walked Everyone mocked Just line sun shine she is fine But just like iron's rust I am worst Will we make up or break up But if I never say There is no way It takes time But it will be prime I am sure someday I will be a painting in her art