I've never seen you listen
I've only ever seen you hear
It's not the same I told to the man
Than tell me how I'm supposed to listen he said
I've never been silent longer
I've know the art of listening my whole life
I don't hear the birds sing, I listen to them
I don't hear someone telling their lover they love them I listen to the soft voices of love
I never understood how you could live without truly listening
Listening make my life livable
It make understanding understandable
Is makes hearing meaningful
It makes the world beautiful
YOU ARE READING
I shattered my own soul
Poetrya bundle of love poems, I suspect there are gonna be a lot of bitter love poems but I'll try to include happy ones and now all your love is wasted, but who the hell was I?~ skinny love
