For a split second I thought
I saw the same glitter shine in your eyes like I once I did when your eyes met her
It's not about the initial of your name or the whole thing
But it's about me how I did but you didn't
How I cried but you never knew or tried
It's not fair for me that I waited but you never even knew I was waiting
I didn't just waited
I was bleeding tears of sorrow and pain and torture
While you were laughing with watery tears in your eyes
I want this to end but at the same time
I didn't
Because if this ends I might not remember you anymore
How can I not
When I want to take in every features of yours, you could ever show on display
But I guess I was too late or too early and just not on the right time.
YOU ARE READING
Words She Kept Under My Pillow
PoetryI looked at the butterflies surrounding my body They floated in air and smiled and decorated my skin with their wings They took flight with me in their arms I know its too unrealistic to be true They feared that fire might englobe me whole and ta...
