It's been 7 days already
I still don't know what I'm doing
When I stare blankly out of nowhere
I imagine you being there
What's more to ask for?
Well, I don't give a shit
What's there to hold back for?
I just miss you, damn it
Old habits die hard,
But it's engraved within me
I already know it's not that hard,
But please don't be so forgiving
I'm such a fucking fool,
Just what do I think of you?
I'm so fucking confused,
For what reason did I end up loving you?
YOU ARE READING
Silhouette
PoetryHow much you've escaped reality, Is what remains of your sanity. If fantasy is what you long, Then why not go to where you truly belong? Tis within this book, are the words filled with the whims of a mere fool.
