All I think I want -
Is you.
But in every breaking day-
I feel my heart break.
I can't even breathe.
I can just about see.
But you'll never know.
Because I'll never tell.
The pain is killing me.
But I'd rather have you like this.
Than not have you at all.
You make me want to scream-
So loud but my lungs burst.
I just wish it counted for something-
That I saw you first.
I so badly want you for me.
But it's evident that you're happy-
Being free.
1 comment:
james your work is so wonderful i want to comment on it all...each poem is so rich in though and in depth.it touches every nerve every bone..beautifully written.
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