was it all just a dream?
was it even real?
the way you made me feel?
in mid-day waiting for your text back,
in the morning you waiting for me to call,
at night our dreams full of us.
was that all?
just, lust?
infatuation?
me not understanding these feelings it's just leading me to frustration.
frustration and pain.
but i dont want to cry.
wouldn't my tears just fall in vain?
YOU ARE READING
stay tuned.
Poetryim depressed and need a place to vent my thoughts. enjoy the journey in my mind. i hope you stay tuned for what's inside.
