06272015
My hearts not broken,
it just hurts.
& every word you've ever spoken
became slurs.
Every memory
a blur.
Just know,
there was a time, I really was yours.
As much as you weren't sure of it,
you became the woman, I,
made sure
to love.
I don't know if you believe me, but,
I want to do that eternally.
YOU ARE READING
Use your imagination..
PoésieThese are a couple of my works, I feel that need to be read because I'm curious to know if there are other people out there that get me.
