I used to swoon when you whispered
"I love you" to me.
Now I only wonder why you didn't
Shout it to the world.
YOU ARE READING
Him
PoetryLove is a hard thing. Getting over the love you lost Is even harder. It was torture; But when I look back Years from now, I will smile because Although I thought I would never be okay, I will be.
Secret
I used to swoon when you whispered
"I love you" to me.
Now I only wonder why you didn't
Shout it to the world.