My Dear,
Tears are in my eyes right now,
I can barely see the words I'm writing.
I fall so quickly and so deep, I wish I knew why. I know you'll think I'm stupid, and I'm sure you're so right. But when it comes to these things, you I can't help it...
Please tell me how do I win you? Because I only feel alive whenever I'm with you. So much I'm getting scared of it, because although my thoughts are so loud, I'm sure you'll never hear them.
And why do I still see you when I close my eyes?
And why do I still need you when you're not by my side?
And why do I hate this feeling that gets me so high?
Because it pretty much sounds like,
Like you'll never ever be mine.
And I'm here tonight, and you're on my mind. I truly hope I'll find a proper cure in time. Because everything I need is right in front of me and yet it feels so distant.
How do I get rid of my destiny, to win a single oblivious instant?
And I don't want no easy,
I don't want no basic,
I want what is impossible
And there is no way out.
Yet my thoughts are killers
And there's no cure to death
But my salvation's right there
And it's showing me their back.
YOU ARE READING
Unsent.
Poetry"My Dear, It's a beautiful day outside, But I don't feel like enjoying it..." _________________________________________ A series of unsent letters. Some of them may contain inappropriate language or behaviours and some of them may be completely poin...
