The things that you do to me
Oh, I hope you know all of them
The emotions you make me feel
Oh, I wish with you I could share
But in this poem I will not lie
To this poem I will not cry
With this poem I will tell you
All of the things that you do
When I know you are there and very near
I struggle to breathe
I cannot talk without stuttering
I cannot think straight and sensibly
When you touch me with your hands
That simple contact sends shivers down my spine
I melt like butter under the heat of the sun
I freeze like ice but feels weak deep inside
When your lips touch my face, or my hair, or my skin
My heart begins to thunder under my shirt
It beats as if racing with a thousand horses
Or even sometimes it just skips a beat
See what you are doing to me?
You are slowly killing me
You torture me with your killer smiles
You make me fall into my knees with your caring eyes
YOU ARE READING
Anatomy of a Broken Heart
PoetryPretending the feelings aren't there doesn't make them go away. So read this collection of poems and found out how the author felt about falling in love and being broken by it. READ AND maybe you can RELATE. :)
