I'm thirsty.
"Drink some water"
You may say!
I did.
Yes I did.
But I'm not satisfied.
What can I do?
Of course,to drink something.
Im yearning.
Yearning to embrace you.
Yearning to have you.
Yearning to love you.
I'm dying.
Yes,I'm dying.
I'm in a thirst to have him!
But,can I tell him?
Can I?
Should I?
Its not that easy!
As I don't love "him"
I love you!
You!
What can I do?
Hell!There's an answer.
But,that's not so easy.
My throat has dried.
Im in such a "thirst"
A thirst that cannot be fulfilled with drinks.
Im in a thirst to have you.
A thirst to love you...
YOU ARE READING
Scribbled Thoughts
PoesíaI never call this poetry or work.. these are my thoughts, my feelings exactly as they are. Just scribbled, when I no longer can hold 'em..
