I like her hair free, but she keeps it in a pony.
Maybe she does not know I do, someday.
I like her smile, it brings out the life in her.
I wish I was the reason she smiles, someday.
I like the way her body moves when she walks.
The perfection drives me nuts.
If I could touch her, I’d prefer us intertwined, someday.
I like her scent when she comes from the shower.
Along with her perfume, she’s my perfect intoxication.
I sold my Porsche, because she travels by bus to work.
My Mia, her seat is directly in front of mine.
I have to get on before her, to ensure her spot is clean.
To watch her body and lips move, when she greets her neighbors.
Those lips, give the perfect pout, will be my doom.
She is the most beautiful of all, that’s how I noticed her.
I love her coffee cups, that’s the only way to taste her, for now.
They’re perfect just like her, hence I don’t clean them.
For I can’t lose the only taste that has me awake daily.
The café she has her lunch in, has no good food.
So I carry her packed food, and she sees me as her friend.
And I’m fine with that, for now, my love.
The drive there is quite far, but to see Mine, I’d even embrace hell.
I hate him who seats with my Mia for lunch.
He makes her laugh, with his corny jokes.
I hate the way he touches her, kisses her.
I hate him for giving her the ecstasy I’m unable to.
That should be me, someday.
I want her, I need her, and she is mine.
Her plump lips, should only mate mine.
I should be beside Mia in bed, not him.
I should be the center of her world not him.
Which is why I have accidentally run him over,
He is a weakling, thus he gave up.
He left her crying and did not wake up for her.
He should have made her smile, not cry.
So I suffocated him in the hospital.
Now I have her, my Mia, my desire, my salvation.
Nobody can take her from me, she is mine.
She hates it when I kill for her,
But she is my obsession, my reason for life.
She will be the death of me, my sweetest love.
My Mia, my world, I will eliminate everyone,
That makes her uncomfortable.
Anything for my woman, my love.
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