I wish you could see me.
Remember the way we used to be.
Look at me like you did before.
Back when our hearts were happy, not sore.
I wish you could just remember.
What our life was before December.
It was hard, I know.
Figuring it out as we go.
I feel as if I'm falling.
Can't get to my feet; I'm crawling.
Unsure of where I'll land.
Sinking deeper into the sand.
With our fists ready to fight,
We had heaven in our sights.
Drowning deep in a lie.
We both cry.
Come find me.
I'm waiting for you; you'll see.
Take my hand.
And let's see where we land.
YOU ARE READING
That Poetry Book
PoesíaThis book is a compilation of all original poetry written by me (unless otherwise stated). The poems inside range from love to nature to sports, and everything in between. I'm going to try to incorporate as many genres as possible. This is the firs...
