Here I am daydreaming of you.
Dreaming that you'd catch me with open arms.
Dreaming that you were capable of love.
I do not mean that you are not filled with love,
more so that you do not wish to maintain it.
You see love is like a rose,
you must water it,
love it,
feed it,
and most of all be consistent.
However, we're human,
we're inconsistent at the best of times,
and who am I to blame you for that.
Who am I to blame you for not living up to my dream,
oh how naïve I have been to expect anything from you.
January 26, 2019
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Validity
PoetryThis collection of poetry is my story. This is all the things I struggle or struggled with within myself, and most of these things I've overcome. The purpose of this collection is to help y'all understand that you're not alone. Enjoy.
