She had a fire for a mind
He had the wind for a voice
Their hearts were made of delicate glass shattered and scattered among their souls
Be careful young lovers
For you are blind
To what's in front of you
She loves the sun
He loves moon
They loved sunsets
They were perfect
He loved her more than the night
She loved him more than the day
But then something else awoke the day
He loved her truly
But it wasn't his way
He loved him
His heart torn
For a boy that was not her
So he hid in the shadows not daring to break her fragile heart
However; she knew they were drifting apart
For she was falling for someone new
Someone who loved the blue
Sky too
For their love wasn't true
Love is blind and clearly unkind
YOU ARE READING
Petals full of thought
PoetryAll my thoughts in jumbled up words, scrambled and mixed stanzas, Slightly dusted in deep mindful thinking that keeps me up at 4 am watching the sun rise Trigger warning some have to do with Depression,Self harm, eating disorders,and the Dark truths...
