All the nights,
I spent at your place.
You held my hands in yours,
And I studied your face.
You told me stories,
That I wasn't around for,
I told you my epiphanies.
You laughed at my silly theories,
But, never disregarded them.
I pretended to be angry,
But, we both knew I was only joking.
You pout,
And I started giggling away.
You leaned into me,
Pulled me in for a kiss,
Why hadn't I doubted you sooner?
I thought I knew you so well.
So, how did I miss this?
YOU ARE READING
All For You.
Poetry*First Place Winner in Poetry - The Quill Awards* ❝All the tears, All the sleepless nights. All the 2 a.m. poetry, All the brilliant lights. All the second guessing, All the wrongs and rights. It is all for ...
