Dear Heart...
I wore you upon my sleeve...
Dear heart of mine,
I'm so sorry. I should've talked to you before I...
Whispers rising
From torn lips...
When I lay on my bed
And let my mind go free...
Rainy days and stormy nights
empty streets so full of lights...
I know she said to stop writing poems about...
I sit in front of this screen
trying to get rid of my feelings...
Touching each other ever so softly
Holding each other tight...
I stand upon the hill overlooking the sky,
I watch the sunset as the clouds float by...
I'm thanking you my friend
For the fun that we have shared...
I'm sick; I need a cure.
I looked everywhere, sight obscured...
The sound of his voice reverberates,
Inside her ears it fluctuates...