Dear *****, You want some honesty? Well this is what you get.
My heart is breaking, hands are tied, I'm sorry that you left.
Well maybe things would be different if I would let you go,
but I'm holding on so tightly because it's all I know.
I struggle through the classes, try to recite my lines,
and when the day is over, I still shut my eyes,
I try to ask you questions, what I get is still the same,
you yell and scream and run away, and then I take the blame,
Won't you just listen, I plead with all my might,
do you get what you're doing, as day turns into night,
you walked away I'm holding on, I'm barely alive,
And if this stays the way it is,
I would rather die.
YOU ARE READING
Love, Luke.
RomanceDear, I've been missing you for a while. I wish I could tell you that in person. (A series of letters to an unnamed source.) Kinda poetry, with a dash of romance and my real life is interlaced. Music and writing, with song suggestions included. A fe...
