Giving her attention while I was there.
I was there craving your attention, Should have never bought my friend along.
But you weren't sober, You probably didn't know what you were doing.
Not thinking clearly, That's what.
Silently sitting there mad at you the whole time.
"What did i do?"
Nothing. Nothing i said. I should have said something.
Now it's too late.
But I'm still craving your attention.
Come to me.
YOU ARE READING
HIM.
PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts about he who shall not be named. A collection of feelings but in the form of words that we can all understand. A collection of everything in between about HIM.
