"Pretty Please"
Pretty, pretty, please
don't fall in love with me.
Please don't break
your own heart.
You see, I wasn't made
for love.
It's this thing, I tend
to do it allot.
I take you to the
grandest of places,
places you love,
places you'll never forget,
beautiful places,
places you'd want to go back to, but you won't be able to
get rid of the thought of
yourself in my arms,
so you can't. you can't go back.
So, please, oh pretty
please don't fall in
love with me.
Don't shatter your
heart for yourself.
Pretty please promise me.
YOU ARE READING
poetry for delight
Poetryall the deep stuff from my dark, depressed mind. *come ye immortal thoughts from my black soul of desperation. COPYRIGHT © 2017, Keely Miller All Rights Reserved, Penalties to forgers and those who use material written by author without permis...
