Do you even know?
The nights I kept crying,
the rivers my pillow has dried,
watching the sunrise feeling numb.
Numb to the day to come,
numb to the empty spirit,
numb to my smiles and laughs,
numb because all there was left
was despair.
You know. I know you do.
But do you even care?
YOU ARE READING
Love Poems
Poetry"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it"-Nicholas Sparks
