i spend soggy nights in rain,
sitting next to windowpanes,
reflecting on the things i say.
in regards to the weekend,
i cherish my bravery.
my soul has been strengthened,
though heart strings have been tugged,
uneven.
i don't want to die
not knowing what would happen.
so i think with the help of the sky
and some friends,
we can band together,
for many bittersweet ends.
i do not regret a think i've said.
though i am still afraid,
i still fight,
a tiny ship at sea.
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. ♡
