Has my image been tainted by the grape vine.
Have the words of others made you see me differently.
You don't stay with me,
lay in bed with me anymore.
See me through your eyes and not through the lens of others.
Your absence has left me helpless..
Heartless.
I gave you the little that I have.
Now I'm left empty.
I'll save my tears,
Cause now I know you don't care. My words won't come across as sincere,
Cause the lens you wearing are not making things clear.
Constantly my past always has a way of catching up to me.
You read and understood me
Fell inlove with me.
But when you read the reviews you left me dry and doubted my honesty.
You were my ride or die,
As cliché as that sounds, it's true.
You healed a broken heart only to tear it apart,
Cause the words said by other's over powered then what you felt.
You were my lucky number 8,
I was your lucky number 10,
The perfect 10.
That's what you called me.
Everytime a Sam Smith song plays I think about you...
Cause every good memory we have he was playing in the background.
I'm sorry you were too blinded by the words of others, rather than the love I had for you.
You left me empty inside...
Co-writer:BlessingShelembe
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
