i can feel the love,
pure joy,
leave my body
as i wither away.
why can't i be loved
the way she can?
it's so unfair,
she doesn't appreciate you,
the way that i could do.
yet you chase after her.
endless pining
after you.
YOU ARE READING
a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.
Poesiaventing via poetry, as it seems to move me forward ... enjoy! most of these are probably gonna be super lovey dovey. ♡
