everytime I look in
front of the mirror,
I can picture us together,
hand in hand,
you and me;
but then I'm all alone,
with this one-sided love,
the unpleasant truth,
the painful reality.
YOU ARE READING
Words Left Unsaid
Poetry#1 Crazy minds, twisted stories, broken hearts and crying souls; craved for poems to be read and told ; (6/11/18) ❤ #2 (03/18/18) ❤ #5 (12/8/19)
