Shake Shack by: Niño Angelo Poem by Niño Angelo Torrecampo

I am someone who just met you,
Down to your location, that you shared with me,
And I am standing in the front row,
Waiting for tomorrow, maybe just to see you.

I moved through and murdered all my dark past,
And I am walking with you, in the central square at 5,
So here I am in Shake Shack, waiting for your comeback,
But you have your own setbacks, I just miss you.

I know I that I am heartbroken,
My voice was unspoken,
And I tried to open them up to you,
All of my plans, turned out to be failure, when I lured you.

Don't you know that it kills me?
And I just don't understand, why you left me?
In the Shake Shack, I am bleeding, I am begging for attention,
I was shaking, with my head low, full of mysteries, because I still miss you.

Five in the afternoon, I was over the moon,
Even if the horizon, has a shade of gold and hues,
With all your crazy jokes, you're just making fun of me,
And you're the reason for all these imagery, the name is 'RV'.

So I hope you're well now, at Shake Shack,
I visit there often, just to see you and show you,
What you're missing, now it's time bid goodbye to you,
You drew red marks on my heart, so true. Goodbye, I miss you.