We're still in the past,as I refered in the last chapter.
One step closer
And I would give up
His essence was a dozer
And I fucked up
Because we were in yet another fight
I may've been wrong
But he was not right
Our lists were long
But none of us cared
And I crossed the bridge again
Again I dared
To love him,to feel pain
But the bridge was a hoax
We always stood close
Both seeming to coax
The day we offered the rose.
YOU ARE READING
The Journey of Love
PoetryIt is a collection of poems telling a love story.The story of triumph over destiny.The story of true love and empathy.The story of a broken heart.And the story of us.
