Hey, Frank
it's an uninspiring hour at night
but here i am,
writing a love letter you will never read.
Hey, frank?
you should know that my eyes will wander over anyone who even has a likeness to you.
you had golden brown eyes,
the color of a million galaxies molded into one
your lips are my favourite for the way you'd trail them across my skin
and my fingertips brushed against yours a billion times in my cloudy mind
I think I have fallen for you,or the idea of you
something pretty like that.
Sometimes I look for you
in the wind that brushes my cheeks
and elude myself into thinking
it is your way of saying you are here
like you saying you will be here
I am pathetically in love
with the way you see the girl with the broken mind
the one made with all the raw and torn up parts of me
and the truth is,
there will never be someone like you,Frank.
Hey,Frank
I find it sad that
you will never walk across the hallway and lose your breath at my hesitant smile
And I am pathetically disappointed.
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@losangelsque.
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PoetryDear friend Dear lover Dear mother Here are some things I could never say. Most of these poems are not mine. Credit will be passed to the owner,please comment if you think it is your poem.
