Maybe it's the way she smiles
Maybe it's the way she smells
Maybe it's the way she talks
And just maybe the way she cares.
Maybe we weren't meant
to ever be together
Maybe because of this love
I will be alone forever.
But you know what?
I don't care.
As long as I can see her smile
It's more than just fair.
I want the best for her
and nothing less
Save her from the danger
help her with her stress.
Keep her warm
when she's cold
Be at least her friend
till we are both old.
Make fun of her,
share the deepest thoughts.
And if needed
buy her vodka shots.
I want to be part of her life
even when just as a friend.
I want to be part of it
till the end.
YOU ARE READING
The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
