You said you loved me,
You proved it was true,
But i was lonely,
So where were you?
I stood in the rain,
But you never came,
I give you my heart,
You tear it apart,
I said it was okay,
Because I loved you,
But where were you when i needed you?
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryI believe, writing is artistic. Every time you hold a pen, you make art with the ink in that pen, a beautiful drawing. Writing can express a lot, more than you can imagine. Without writing our existences are meaningless. So everyone should take the...
