I know I'm crazy.
"I love you"
Even if it's wrong
Even if it hurts
Even when I try
So. Hard. Not to.
Even now,
Backing down,
I'm struggling
Not to turn
And run again
Again to your arms.
Love really is something
Isn't it?
Even when it doesn't
Change.
A single.
Thing.

YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFor when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow...