Trace my body with the memory of your touch,
Let it linger, still...so it can enjoy the moments we had together
My mind relies on logic, but my heart believes in second chances
Caress me with your words that state the regretful mistakes you made
My heart has it, but my mind has no idea what trust is.
So convince my mind of your truths,
for if you don't...
You'll be claimed as guilty of your lie hidden truths.
Don't just look at my vessel...
Look through my eyes so you can see what my heart and mind have chosen for our fate
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Has anyone ever had someone trying to crawl back to you, after getting shot in the legs because they did something wrong to you.
Well getting shot in the legs part is just a metaphor, okay...
...or is it?
Nah, jk.
Basically just about some people who are trying to get back with you, but it's your choice to pick.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of my Thoughts
PoesiaI guess this would be poetry. Somethings that I write to get my frustration out. Or I just start to get all poetic...something like that I guess.
