I remember telling you countless times,
That I can't get enough of you to keep me going on in this cruel world.
I told you darling,
I did.
I told you I can't get enough of you even when my lips are resting on yours,
Even when our hands are tightly intertwined,
I can't get enough of you even when you're surely mine for eternity..
I can't get enough of you
Because there's always a deficit of
You in me,
A deficit I never seem to fully comprehend to satisfy.
And maybe I'm condemned to live this life with a
Constant,
Undying need of you in me.
YOU ARE READING
BURN MY SOUL, KEEP THE ASH
PoetrySometimes all we genuinely need is the realization that people out there, share our own thoughts and feelings. This book is a collection of Poems, inspired by personal events, almost anyone can relate to. It's the poetic expression of various though...