It feels good to have you message me first this time,
it means a lot to me for some reason.
We talk for what seems like forever,
but in reality it's only been 10 minutes,
then you say you have to go.
It was only then that I found out,
that when I talk about my disorders,
it makes you wanna cry.
Then I begin to wonder,
does that mean you care about me?
Or am I being too hopeful?
'Cause I honestly can't find anything,
that I care more about.
YOU ARE READING
Concrete Marshmallows | Watty's 2016
PoesíaA collection of poems mainly about love and loss. Some personal experiences, others are from different people's perspectives. It's fairly self explanatory. Every poem speaks for themselves and tells it's own story. Enjoy!
