sitting at the swimming pool alone.
wishing to talk with you for hours on the phone
but i don't know what to say
all i want is, for you to be ok
last month has been way, way, way...
last month has been may
may i take your hand if you would give me a chance
may i take your hand then we can have this dance
I'm blind
I'm blind
I'm blind
by your love my dear
i fear, my greatest fear
disappointment, rejection all in the same tier
disappointment, rejection all cry the same tear
disappointment, rejection all create the same tear/(rip),
in my heart
and that's where you appear, to be
i died 3, lines ago,
or should i say we, instead of I
our love dies
is our friendship still fine?
YOU ARE READING
Drowning!? - Poetry
Poetryif you are reading this welcome inside my mind, what a place for you to hide and for me to confide.