I hear only maybes
Behind all of the "baby's"
I feel only a slight fear
And wonder if you'll be here
To catch me if I fall
Or if that's not your purpose at all
A coveted start
Reveals a bleeding heart
But the question remains:
Is it your soul ground up fine
Or still only mine
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
