I hate to give up.
But I refuse to sit and wait for a train that isn't going to come.
My hopes were high and my thoughts of you never ending.
But I'm not willing to be here at your beck and call for nothing in return.
Anything you say I praise like god speak.
Anything you do I see reason for.
Anything you are I love.
And I know there is no sense in it.
But I can't help the pretence I've created to justify my feelings for you.
YOU ARE READING
Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion
PoetryPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...