The only thing
that kept her from breaking
was the hope that someday,
someone would come along,
who smiled at adversity,
laughed at chaos,
and danced through tragedy.
Someone who didn't need fixing;
someone who was ready for love.
When you see her
in the hallways
grinning as if she has a sweet secret,
don't be fooled.
She is only dreaming
of the boy
who falls in love
with the tortured poet.
YOU ARE READING
Stardust
PuisiThis is a collection of short epigrams that I consider poetry. I hope you can find something within the words that make your eyes light up, your soul ignite, and your heart flutter. In these poems I talk about loss, life, and love. Enjoy, friends. :)
