You don't need to love me,
You don't to be with me.
But if it's not too inconvenient for you,
Then I'd really like you to be there,
When I think the world is ending,
Maybe not yours ,
But mine,
Would you hold me tightly in your arms,
And tell me it's going to be alright?
Or would you think I'm crazy?I don't know how to fix me ,
I only know how to temporarily repair my wounds with a plaster,
I don't even know,
If I am fixable ?But if it's alright with you,
I want to figure it out together,
Because I think you might be the only one who can fix me.
YOU ARE READING
The sound of silence
PoésieSad poetry, nothing more , nothing less (Don't expect anything)