My Romeo talks to me
In my mind and in my dreams
Talking, but I can't hear a thing
The silence really gets to me
I say my piece and you stare, lost
You ask a question yet I cannot form a thought
Talking, but there are no words
Just bleeding wrists and chirping birds
I love to watch my Romeo breathe
I want to be with him in life forever
Loving you doesn't come with ease
I get a cold chill and get freezer burn
Emotions strong, but a steady hand
And per usual, a thought out plan
A plan in the sand can be forgotten
Yet I swore to remember for eternity
The things that come to me within my dreams
Tell me you have something to say to me
So say it while I'm listening
Or let the chance be lost forever
Let the fire burn on in bad weather
Let tears fall onto the floor
Let me cry until I feel better
And leave me on my own accord
Yet I'd rather you not walk out that door
YOU ARE READING
the man.
Poetryhe's the one i see right before i fall asleep he's the one who comes to me and saves me in my worst dreams he's the one who cares but he's also my worst enemy
