Silently I wait
For something
Anything
A response, to my love.
My love
Grows as my
Mind denies my heart
The greatest of wonders.
To love a broken soul
That cannot love
Is the worst of pains to be felt
For you yearned for me
And i yearned for you
But we were too afraid
Not courageous enough
To take establishment
Of feelings that cannot be described
Time was wasted
Memories, forgotten
All becuase of words
That were never spoken
Due to the fear
Of rejection
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Vorfreude
PoetryA memoir of poems written not only by me, but people ive never seen, from friends and family to memorable lovers. To be broken and lost, unloved, and tortured within, is to read a poem to describe the emotions you're feeling. If not only to find a l...
