I'm sorry.
I'm sorry to my future lover.
I'll give you all I have but all I have may not be enough,
I'll pick up the little pieces of my heart that I have and give them all to you.
I'm sorry I've deprived you from getting all of me,
I'm sorry I didn't meet you sooner.
I'm sorry to my future lover.
I'm sorry that i'll be a mess by the time I get to you,
That some things won't make me smile because at the back of my mind I'll be waiting for the punchline.
I'm sorry my poetry is getting sadder and sadder,
Writing about flowers and rainbows is no longer my style,
I'm sorry they robbed you of getting beautiful poetry.
I'm sorry to my future lover.
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
