I think I fall in love with people,
a little too much,
Just in the way they sound,
or how they look when they smile.
And it's so addicting,
when their eyes light up,
because you have remembered something
they may have said.
I think, I grow attached
to people
who I know
will leave.
But I can't help it,
because I see all that you are
even when you don't see it yourself.
And sometimes I wonder how someone's heart
grows so cold,
And I think maybe it's because
for a while it was left out in the rain.
Somedays I struggle,
when there is nothing left to say
because I still don't know how to convince you,
that of everyone
and all the ones that leave.
I'm always the one still there,
with an umbrella,
just big enough
to cover your heart...
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Words Unspoken
PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
