61. Her
My heart weeps
At the sound of her voice.
She walks by me,
But I've made my choice
My heart weeps
At the sound of her voice.
She walks by me,
But I've made my choice
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As I let go of all of my love,
I want you to know you were a gift from above.
The light of my life
To end all my strife.
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When the stars dance across a midnight sky,
And the lullaby of a moon soothes me to sleep
I will remember.
I really like it!! you should keep writing about your feelings. You're a great writer.
She loves him, he loves her not.
He refuses to give her just one shot.
She's falling apart. He has no clue.
Things would be easy if only he knew.
You pass me wtihout speaking
as if I was this stranger not worth meeting.
But, nobody knows the memories we shared
nobody knows that we both cared.
Actually I'm thinking of him!
But he hates me.
Crazy 'bout him.
Don't tell my secret!
I am like this poem. He is kinda my friend, but I'm sure he doesn't think of me as a friend. I'm pretty sure he thinks of me as a normal human. I want him to be my BFF.
Healing from heartbreak
is something one rarely does
from the moment of that day
even if it's just because
I know I can't have it both ways
We had a certain amount of days
But I still think of you