I wish a million things,
a million by a million thing
but of these all
my greatest wish is that
all should come to pass.
I wish a million things,
a million by a million things
but then you came along
and you made my wish
a million by a million plus one things.
I wished a million things,
a million by a million plus one things
and now you've left,
you've made my wish one.
To never love you again.
YOU ARE READING
Words on paper
PoetryIt's like a fire a growing flame, going higher. It is building up, an uncontrollable wild fire. It is consuming, choking, I can't breath. I've got to let it out someway, somehow, I've got to relieve this weight, I've just got to let go.
