I have to know how much I meant to you.
From time to time do you still think of me?
And thus I ask this question, for you see,
Cause I still think of you and dream of you.
Not to be with you is making me insane,
And as things are right now, they could be worse
If you don't feel it too still like our curse;
"us" meant forever, even in the rain.
It's hard to say it's okay you've moved on
Considering that I don't know I can.
Time wearing down on me, I'm just a man,
And I am only left this way, forlorn
To watch the joy that other people gain
While my own heart is suffering in pain.
YOU ARE READING
Sonnets
PuisiThese are some sonnets that I've written. Some are English (Shakespearean Sonnets), some are Italian Sonnets, and some are modified. They all have 14 lines, ten syllables in each line and hopefully a near iambic pentameter.