My poems

Frustrated

Every night
before I go to sleep
I think about just you and me
the way we laughed
the way we  talked
the way we held hands
when we walked
the way you touched me
the way we kissed
you were just so amazing
like wondered bliss
but now as I lay here
and think of you
the only thing I can think is
...what did I do????
you accused me
but I did nothing wrong
only thing I did was love you
with feelings that were strong
I try to think pass it...
beyond all tears
beyond pain
beyond all regret that I have gained
but now as I lie here
under my sheet
all I can do anymore
is cry myself to sleep.....