i could like him
i could hold him
i could want him
i could breathe better with him
i could give him what he wants
he could give me what i want
we could fall in love
we could have everything
yet we're nothing
and only because
he doesn't feel like he could
at least not the way i would.
YOU ARE READING
for every night i have missed you
Poesiaa small collection of poetry written on my darkest and longest days and nights.
