I wait
And I wait
Sitting beneath this apple tree.
Picking at the daisies
Wondering if
You'll return to me.
I wait
And I wait
Inside this car.
Cleaning my mascara
Wondering if
You really meant to hurt me.
I no longer wait
And wait
Knowing that you weren't meant for me.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoesiaMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
