Superstitious Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

wishes
you said I'm too much into horoscope
but as far as I remember
there's a shooting star on the night we first kissed
like a sign, if I blink, you'll be missed
in my mind, you and I still exist
it's a thought that is dangerous
'cause I'll wait forever
I won't look for better
I'll find signs for you and I
yeah, for you and I
well, there's wishbones and clovers
and numbers from heaven
shapes in the stars to invent our connection
as much as I act like I want to forget it
I still wish for you at 11: 11
I still wish for you
yeah I wish you the best but hope that you die
inside every time I'm landing in London
if there is someone new that you're out here fucking
I wish she treat you right
making you feel she's the one
I wish you marry her
because you think she's bright
and I wish karma's real
so she'll eat your heart on your second year
smash it crash it toss it
like you did to mine
so if you still think I'm superstitious
well, there's wishbones and clovers
and numbers from heaven
shapes in the stars to invent our connection
as much as I act like I want to for
get it
I still wish for you at 11: 11
I still wish for you