I laughed.
And he smiled because of it.
He didn't know he had been the first to ever look at me like that.
He laughed.
And I smiled because of it.
He didnt know I wanted to fall in love with him.
He talked.
And I listened.
He didnt know I clung to each of his words like the last breath of a woman with so much to live for.
Even if it was about other girls.
He didnt know it broke my heart.
YOU ARE READING
It is but what we feel
PoetryThis is just some of the emotional work that I wrote while working on my current work in progress honestly it's quite personal to me there are just short poems of sorts I suppose but they were most certainly written with emotion. This isn't linked...
