I guess it's just me,
I'm just a love sick puppy.
All I'm doing is going through the motions in life.
The only thing on my mind is you,
hell,
when aren't you on my mind?
I've never loved anyone as much as I do you.
But you don't feel the same.
And that's okay with me,
because I'm over here with my head in the clouds.
And I'm not coming down soon,
they try to pull me down,
friends,
family,
struggling to pull me back down,
into reality.
You've lit a fire inside my heart,
and like the hot air balloon I am,
I float back up,
into the clouds.
Lost in you once more.
They'll all continue struggling,
to pull me back down,
because what they don't know.
Is that I'm not giving up on you,
until you leave me broken and emptier,
than I've ever been.
YOU ARE READING
Concrete Marshmallows | Watty's 2016
PoetryA 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!
