Wishing that I could heal her pain
Cause I know she doesn't feel the same
Pieces of her heart scattered everywhere,
Miniature notes which had never been read
So many words that had never been said
Not everyone understands her sorrow.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
