You swear to me that you'll be back
That it'll be so quick I'll still have the same spices on the rack
But When you're gone
I can't breathe in
When you're gone
I feel like leaving
When you're gone
My heart breaks
When you're gone
There's nothing I can make
Nothing I can do
All I have left
Is just to wait for you
When you're gone
I dream of you
When you're gone
The family dreams too
When you're gone
I'll wait
Until the trees are bare
I'll wait
Until there's grey in my hair
And when you finally come back
And my grave is there
I hope you'll come back to me
And keep your pinkie swear
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoesíaPoetry is a way to express ourselves, whether what we write is fictional or not. [Completed] (Some of these are pretty.... hng..... Read the last ones they're better.)
