Either goodbyes turn to goodnights, and I find you by my side
Or goodbyes turn to solemn memories, memories of a future, with you, I did not find
how long will it take for you to open your eyes
this is all a choice, within our power this decision does lie
realize it, its not me you should worry about
because it has been proven once, and once over again it is you who carries doubt
think, imagine, if you were in my place
and then maybe the spell would go, for wisdom to replace
YOU ARE READING
Enduring
PoetryI don't like to say it but sometimes I'm just like everybody else. I need to be sappy sometimes. I need a way to express myself. I need a way to let my heart speak.
