Why do I love so much
When I barely even know her?
Why do i want so much
When i know i can't have?
Why do I dream so much
If it's only about them?
I'm committed to a man
But yet I have also fallen for another.
Though I know it can't be,
I'm in love with this woman.
If either find out,
I'll be mortified.
Then again, maybe not.
I dream of her,
Loving me so.
Though I know it can't be
As we barely know
It's as if I'm of two minds.
One born to love him
One born to love her.
But combined.
YOU ARE READING
My mind, a weird, yet wonderful place
PoetryI guess this is just gonna be a place where I write whatever I feel like...poems, oc x oc, just whatever... Thanks for even considering reading my writing :)
