you promised,
to sit here quitely,
listening,
feeling our bodies rock,
side to side,
taking everything in,
as much as we can.
but one day,
you grew impatient,
you wanted more,
you wanted more than love can ever,
give you.
you left,
you took half of me with you.
YOU ARE READING
RETROUVAILLES - POETRY
Poetrywords that i can't speak out loud but in poetry, i can.
