But You Didn't Listen, You Left
I have a dread of losing you,
As you kept on showing clue;
That one day you'll leave me.
And my tears will create a salt sea.
Jolting you not to go,
That moment I saw you walking pass the door.
Kneeling down to you so low,
Pleading you to stay a little more. . .
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
