The minutes feel like hours
And hours feel like forever...
I turned one of my quotes into a poem..
Don't dull the sparkle in your eye...
I'm trying not to think,
about what we used to be...
A Reverie ... soon to never whisper in my head
I wish my mind would align there with the dead...
I wonder if at night
when I'm staring into my eyelids...
Was there an allure towards the forbidden
that tempted your tongue and sprouted...
Writing a poem, wishing you were near.
Singing a song, Hoping you can hear...
Strength; To hold my head high.
Why do I have this urge to cry...
We started out strong
But ended weak...
I see you standing there
Begging me to take you in...
Recieving answers;
asking no questions...
Days like these
I think of you...