I want to be loved,
I want to hold his hand.
That fits in mine like a glove,
That contains beautiful colour bands.
I want to see his face
To hear his words
That make my heart race
And make me feel like a free bird.
I want to get lost in his eyes
That never leave her
Telling myself white lies
That I never wanted to be her
I knew how much he loved her,
But she's too blind to see his love.
My eyes are filled with tears my vision is blur,
My world is shattered by seeing his undying love.
I want to tell him how much I love him,
But I know he'll reject me.
And my friendship with him
Will be broken just because he can't love me
So I think its the best
If I lock away my love
And keep it away from the rest
Because maybe her hand is made to fit his like a glove
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Words From Soul
Poetryhighest ranking- #157 in poetry on 29th October 2016 I have written these poems and quotes to let out whatever my soul is confiding in it. The soul purpose to post these poems because it helps to shut down my demons for a while. Any of my poems are...
