she is craving for a touch from you
all of her just stays awake right now
thinking of you,
imagining words you might say
and she is waiting
that's what I believe
I can see the thoughts troubling behind this beautiful wavy hair,
can feel her breath feeling sick
while needing to rest;
just like her heartbeat
I see her
looking at the same moon as you,
I see her
spending tears
you'll never know about
and it's me
who's comforting her right now
we all know about heartbreak,
we all know about sleepless nights,
but I think
she's the one person that knows best about getting rejected without a simple reason,
she knows best about people acting unfair and
life seems to challenge her every single second
I don't know
when she'll meet her princess charming,
I don't know when she'll finally see the diamond in front of her mirror,
but I'll know that her future wife has nothing to do with
leaving
or
lying
or
betraying
or
rejecting
or
just ripping the already torn parts even further apart
she'll be better to her than you'll ever know to act
and I write these words down at my phone at this hopeless night
while handing cleanex to her swallowed face
and I swear
I can already see her rising,
just like the sun waking up again
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...
