I've been meaning to tell you so much.
But I can't bring myself to it.
I'm scared.
To say the wrong thing,
come off too strong,
too emotional,
in love? Whatever that is.
But I have to express to you,
what I feel,
before it's too late.
You leave so soon.
And I'd regret not telling you,
the truth,
before I never see you with my own two eyes ever again.
My goodbye will be difficult.
But I have things to get off my chest.
I carry a weight.
A burden.
Some baggage.
An undying truth.
And I can't hold on to it forever,
especially since it is meant for
you.
- K
YOU ARE READING
My mind, my heart, and my soul.
PoetryA series of poems written to express the things life likes to throw our way. Based on my current feelings, struggles and life goals. My pain, hurt, suffering, heartbreak, love, happiness and everything under the sun. I hope you can find some connect...
