They say to follow your heart
How can I follow mine,
when it is always with you?
Drugs, sex, jump of cliffs
You were mine, you were love.
All that I want, everything that I lost.
Follow my heart?
How I would love to,
if he still loves me.
"Follow my heart"
A dream that will never do
for eternity.
If I follow my heart
I would run to you
But knowing what broke us apart
It looks like I'm not worthy enough to
If I follow my heart
and you forgive what I've done
I wonder how lovely a start
if our love was still warm as sun
YOU ARE READING
Two Years Late
PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
