5/22/20
I can still see you.
That shy smile, hidden elegant black hair.
I can hear your voice,
Soothing, calm.
Your hands hide themselves,
I wish i had asked for that hand.
I wish to listen to your words,
to sooth the pain placed upon you.
To heal what shouldn't have been broken.
But that is not the case, for i am still in love with you.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry #2
PoetryI started to write about everything, pouring all of my soul into words on paper, all the emotions will fill the pages with a magic all on its own for every story has a meaning and I'm just beginning to tell mine #1 tired of life 6/11/20
