What if we went star-gazing?
What if I held your hand through the garden of dreams?
What if I could kiss the pain away for you, my love.
What if I could heal you?
What if I could collect all the stars for you just to show
how bright you could also be.
What if I told you that I love you?
What if,
instead of the sunset;
it could be the moonlight I admire you under.
- What if's , why not we can's?
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I wish that I didn't write these poems.
PoetryVarious collective of unwanted poems I have written; for people who are fond of the subjects of heartache and who are disorientated through the navigation of this world. Let me share this with you. My emotions are inconsistent and messy, please in...
