Her eyes met mine, and I felt a spark
After a few sweet words that spark became a flame
I should have known not to play with fire
She walked away without a care
I was just the first in a string of romances
Despite all this, I'd gladly her back like a runaway dog
But my calls seem to fall on deaf ears
Day by day, I need her more and more
I'm no longer in healthy state of mind
Our time apart has made me into a house of cards
And one call from her will blow them over
Gone will be the courage
Gone will be the chance of moving on
All that will remain will be an empty house
I will be burnt out
Holding an empty book of matches
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Love Poems for the Loveless
PoesíaI've written these poems over a 6 year period. These poems are a collection of snapshots of my feelings towards love at different times throughout life, and also chronicle a variety of love stories that are inspired by my own relationships or media.
