Late at night lately
I've been writing poetry...

You told me that I'm your muse
you grab a pen to let it be at use...

We rarely talk nowadays
You've been gone for days...

This might sound crazy
but I think I'm in love...

I took a journey
with no pit stop...

I didn't mean to hurt you
I didn't mean what I said...

It's 3 in the morning again
I'm staring at the comp again...

This is a challenge from
Ingrid aka Healing Spirit/Blonde Angel...

No you didn't lose your mind
You can still change your mind...

I expressed my words
in poetries...

It's not Love
It's not Lust...

I looked myself into the mirror
hoping that things would get clearer...