This took me many nights thinking.
Thinking that the problem was me.
But end up thinking that it wasnt my fault.
I have a museum as a heart.
I showed you everything.
All my art galleries.
All my sculptures and murals.
But nothing made you fall in love.
I made new paintings.
But still nothing is special to you.
And it's okay, even if it feels bad.
Maybe you prefer another type of art.
I have art of all kinds of stories.
All my life in pictures waiting to be shown.
The person who appreciates my art will arrive, and im totally sure.
Millions of memories made like pictures.
The most important people like sculptures in my heart.
I have a museum as a heart.
I showed you everything.
All my art galleries.
All my sculptures and murals.
But nothing made you fall in love.
I made new paintings.
But still nothing is special to you.
And it's okay, even if it feels bad.
Maybe you prefer another type of art.
I have paintings of all colors.
I have dark ones with the deepest memories.
I have clear ones with the moments
I will probably remember forever.
But nothing made you fall in love.
You prefer another type of art.
I have a museum as a heart.
I showed you everything.
All my art galleries.
All my sculptures and murals.
But nothing made you fall in love.
I made new paintings.
But still nothing is special to you.
And it's okay, even if it feels bad.
Maybe you prefer another type of art.
YOU ARE READING
My Dear Impossible Love
PoetryWords written with my blood and my tears,some verses and songs I wrote to vent in the form of letters,love letters. This songs are for the romantic hopeless,for those who love fails them,but,they keep trying.
