If only I had the courage
Would you take a look at me?
The feeling of pain advances
As I try to speak nervously
You laugh loud like a kid
It affect who surrounds you
The look in your pure eyes
In every person you talk to
Hey there, getting hurt is fine
Not when you do it yourself
Better it is to stay as you are
Though you make me cry as well
One sided sure is a torture
Yet, I could have avoided it
I was being stupid to continue
Hoping to be your true fit
Time has passed like a flash
Now, you seem more in love
I still ache and cry, but I smile
Rico, how I wished it was us
YOU ARE READING
Her Lines Of Poetry
Poetrywords forming poems. fabricated feelings. stack paragraphs of familiar subjects. tip of my pen that releases ink to write those unwritten words. to wrap up the works. the tapping sound of my device that creates the words I have in mind. in too deep...
