the volume of your love
You used to love me quietly, but then one night that changed;
Your love for me grew bold and brave and took my breath away.
Do you remember that morning after? Does it greet you well?
I never knew what this love could do, Heaven mixed with Hell.
Wait, please, don't look! I'm sorry, I'm ashamed!
I never meant to hurt you, how could I cause this pain?
My love for you fills up this room and spills out the window onto the street...
Now I love you both quiet and loud; what's the volume of your love for me?
YOU ARE READING
your heart breaks forevermore
PoetryA combination of both free-verse poetry and story-telling, I hope you all enjoy this collection as much as I enjoyed writing it. Poetry has always been such a peaceful escape for me, whether it be based on something real or entirely plucked from the...
