when his eyes look into mine,
I just want to hug him and never loosen my grip;
But he walks away before I get the chance.
To even say goodbye; he gave me the slip.
His hand curves through mine,
Like that’s where it’s meant to be.
He shakes me away.
Why can’t he see?
He’s the one that I want;
But he’s breaking my heart.
Every step that he takes.
Every moment we’re apart.
I want him just to love me.
That’s all I ever asked.
I’ve only tried to show him.
For him, I’ve been unmasked.
I’d give away everything,
For him to stay alive.
Every day for me to see him.
For only him I strive.
I long for just that kiss.
That moment of romance,
But that urge can never be satisfied.
It’s only his name I chant.
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The Ghosts of my past.
PoezieLiterally, the ghosts of my past. My pain and such. Poetry from 2008-2009.