This contains the feelings that I can't contain. So I'm letting it out by writing this way.
This is like a journal for me,
Since what I'm writing is mostly a reality.
Yes, a reality - a cruel one.
Since the one I love, loves someone and yes it's not me.
YOU ARE READING
To Thee
Poetry"Haply, I think on thee and then my state ....... For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings." | Sonnet 29 | Short Poetry.
