Standing in the shower.
With your name on my lips.
Feeling the water.
Watching the drips.
Focused on something greater.
Watching my life fall apart.
Listening to music.
And just wanting to restart.
Wishing. Stop wishing.
I must act.
Without watching him run away.
And keeping my heart in tact.
I've dug a hole.
That I can't seem to get out of.
Crawling back to you.
It can't be the answer to this lost love.
You let go of me.
And I fall.
Being your friend is what I need.
It's what I hold dear above all.
YOU ARE READING
That Poetry Book
PoetryThis 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...
