Your tears wet the floor, my hand holding open the door. Surprise lighting my face, tears wetting yours. I need not ask, for what happened I know, I try to comfort you but you tell me to go. Now I stand here alone, tears in my eyes, why does it feel like you've said goodbye?
YOU ARE READING
You're Insane Poetry/Prose
PoesíaSo buckle up peeps, you're going for a ride!! You don't wanna hear me rant, then don't get on my roller coaster please. Thanks.
