I love you.
But it's all for naught.
You've wanted to say it too,
Or did you not?
I expected more,
but I should've known better.
Because if it came to what's yours,
What I think doesn't matter.
YOU ARE READING
Flowers Of Love And Tears
ПоэзияRoses are red, Violets are blue. Will you ever look at me The way I look at you? ~~~~°~~~°~~~°~~~~ Highest Rank #180 in Poetry ❤❤❤ Just random poems and stories.
