You keep saying, that you want to be with me.
You keep saying, that you want to hold me close.
But if you mean it, truly mean it, where is the effort. Oh I wish I could see.
Somehow, you claim you value our trust.
Somehow, I sense there's something your not telling me.
So how can I know? If I can't listen and help you, how there be an Us?
Someday, I believe it will be all right.
Someday, I won't be scared you're in something too deep and it's pulling you down.
I just really want to be there for you, but you've got to let me in if I can ever hold you tight.
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The Day The Sun Set (Poems)
PoetryI 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...
