She put efforts into understanding me
"Why I was the way I was"
I wondered why someone would care
Does she love me or that's how selfless she was
I asked myself
I looked at the moon
The only friend I had
the last time I was broken
I looked at the gentle outline of the moon
Covered by the dark clouds and endless stars
My mind lingering with a hundred unanswered questions
A series' of negative thoughts
An Uncertainty if what I was going to do was right or wrong
But once again
Just to clench my pain
I asked the moon
Could I love again?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry about "You"
Poetry~Like all good things come to an end this one did too Like all shooting stars Hit the ground And shatter My heart did too But what hurts the most is I was the only one hurting~ ___________________________________________ ~The Dragon flies were...
