Dreams may come, dreams may go,
some fast, some slow.
But what may my dreams mean?
I saw you,
again and again but why?
It made me different,
it made me distracted to you,
it made me think about you.
But worse I saw you there,
let's forget the past for they say to focus on the present but whatever I'll do, you are the one coming back to me,
I'm sorry
I'm sorry,
but I can't help it,
you have to help me thus we can swim to freedom. Come take my hand and let's leave this peculiar place, for tonight will be our night.I am not the person you know right now,
but the best thing to do for you is to help me. Please help me, I'm stuck but no one can save me. Why will you even leave me there, is it because you are tired? Or is it because of me?
I may be selfish but I know what I'm doing.
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Late At Love :On-going
PoetryHighest rank achieved #11 in Arrows for the date July 28 2018. Ongoing story... Each chapter added in a random date.. Why should we wait, even though love comes, Why is it hard to take in the pain, Why is everything so different from now, Let's...