He calls me in the morning
He whispers in my ear "I'm torn"
I lay closer to his beating heart
I cannot think of us apart
It burns in my mind
The way he was so kind
How he held me, he called for me
I guess I just wanted to flee
From my thought; rose a question
Did he ever love my depression
Was I truly his angel or
Maybe it all comes from a strange angle
I cannot bear to think of us apart
Yet there he goes, he departs
His words spoke so loud
His actions less so proud
I whisper in my mind
Why did I have to think he was to find
Just how special I can be
But life isn't so sugary sweet
He calls me in the morning
Singing sweet warning
"I will break your heart
And you shall want me again"
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Frozen In Time
PoetryEach section are just little things I write when I'm down or feel worthless or just some of my awe inspiring (not) thoughts
