You and I
The south pole and north pole—
We repel.
You're an oil
And I am a water
We can't be together.
The three lines in math
That tells us
That no matter what happen
We'll end up taking separate ways.
You're the ocean
I can't be with for a long time
I might die
Just by staying by your side.
And you're a person
Who will never be mine
'Cause we have the same blood
Flowing through our veins.
—strsnvrs
YOU ARE READING
HER POETRIES
Poetry"As her pen Continues to bleed Her paper Will always wipe it" -strsnvrs
