Face hard as stone,
With a heart filled with love,
Too much of it;
too much love.
I don't understand how you can be emotional when we are speaking alone, but when we're with other people, you act like you don't want to be there.
Affection towards other people, apparently is you're new favorite thing.
But towards me,
you show no emotion,
whatsoever.
And I'm kind of sick of it.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryI'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
