WHEN YOU'RE BACK
What do I do
When I want to cry to you
But your not there
It's so unfair
I love you farther than the moon
I hoped that we would be together soon
Even if you are back
We can't just go on track
I know that it won't be the same
We will go up in flame
YOU ARE READING
Dear World
PoezjaThis is just a collection of random poems that came to mind. The title is kinda weird. I didn't know what to call the story so I came up with something random. "Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful." -Rita Dove
