I was once a cruel soul,
A cold hearted sucker,
Once a master of deception,
Now the victim for the better,
As I tangle in this complex universe called life,
Drown in the blue of the oceans in your eyes,
Yet, I believe I am drunk writing this,
Though it does not matter,
As I can no longer hold this urge,
The urge to kiss you,
Because I may be drunk tonight,
But you are beautiful,
In the morning I will be sober,
You’ll still be beautiful more than ever.