I can't even tell you how many times
I have written your name on paper
On tables, in books, and on my hand
And you can't even begin to imagine
How much eraser shavings cover me
From my shirt down to my shoes
On my bag and all covering the floor
I had to erase it every time
I needed to make room for the next time I write it
I can't even tell you, you can't imagine
YOU ARE READING
In the Rose
PoetryA collection of different poetry ~Tears on the Ground~ Tears pour down As the tears fall quickly I curl into a ball Like it can hide the pain What do I do What should I say Probably nothing It's better that way Easier for me Easier for them Easi...
