Another poem, written in 2014
Tell me,
When did it happen that you don't tell me 'good night' anymore?
That you don't kiss me good bye anymore?
That you don't love me anymore.
And yet, I still stay with you.
And I still pray for you,
For us, to be one again.
And I still love you, love us.
That's why I didn't leave.
Why I'm still here.
Crying and hurting,
While you've moved on eventually.
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A Drop of Ink | short stories
KurzgeschichtenA collection of short stories of varying sub-genres. Part I: Wilted Roses contains romantic short stories Part II: Fairy Dust & Starlight is where you'll find fantastic and paranormal stories Part III: Black Hearts is the place for my dark fic...
