The other day I heard a song,
The song that you made.
But I couldn't sing along,
As I cried through the pain.
Everyday it's like another arrow has pierced my tender skin.
Spinning, twisting, crawling, invading, crushing.
Digging it's way in.
I know things aren't where either of us would like them to be,
But I hope you realize it's hard because you mean so much to me.
Every moment I picture your beautiful face,
I wish and dream and wish some more, that we could-just for a minute- be in one place.
I want to look into your eyes, confidant of the absence of lies.
I want to be in your arms, confident that us being together won't set off any alarms.
Every second we're apart,
I realize how much I really care about you.
To continue to wait, despite the pain, of the arrow thrusting it's way through;
My heart.
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The Day The Sun Set (Poems)
PoesíaI starting writing poetry to try new writing styles and now I find it a spectacular way to channel my emotions and experiences. Please bear with me when reading this, (in my opinion) the poems get better the more you read, as I gain experience writi...
