Sunday afternoons are the best
I have you all to me
But it always ends too soon
I love you and I know you do too
But honey knowledge
Isn't always enough to
Cover a heart overflowing
With emotions enough to drown an entire town
And all the other days are jealous
Of the importance Sunday holds in my life
And I'm jealous of the world
That has you the rest of the days
I'm happy, but I can be happier
This is magical, but leaves me begging for more
You are enough, but the time is not
You are here, but I miss you when you're not
But it always come down to the same dot
You can't leave her, and I can't live without you.
enjoyyyyy..i don't have much to say in this one.
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Love,
A
(why do i sign off with A when i have my full name in the profile. idk honestly. It has kinda just become a habit...lol)
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Love. Break. Fix. Repeat.
PoetryShort Original Poems!! Written some from imaginary situations, some from real life circumstances. Poetry doesn't need descriptions!!! YOU NEED TO LOOK INSIDE & READ. Also if you're going to read be ready for the "roller coaster kinda rush"...
