You came,
you left.
She said she didn't feel the same.
Can't love herself,
so she can't love me.
Without you I'm broken,
it is plain to see.
I want to help you,
because you help me.
You make me feel happy.
But you won't let me show you,
show you how I feel,
what it's like.
But I will let you heal.
I love you,
so I will set you free.
Hopefully you will come back to me.
YOU ARE READING
Heart And Soul
PoetryThis is all my works combined into one book. Some is about my battle with depression, others are about me trying to help others. Please tell me what you think. All comments are welcome, and my inbox is open.
