I spend my restless nights thinking of you
Your not the first
Your not the last
But with uncanny beauty you make me crave
While day dreams fade
You only know my name because it's on my jacket
I've been told that I'm crazy. And that I wreck havoc
I only wish for a day
You weren't her
YOU ARE READING
Amateur Poet
PoesíaRandom poems that I wrote. All of them have stories that mean something to me, maybe they will mean something to you guys too.
