How come it's never enough for me?
Not even seeing you twice a week
Waiting seven days until we finally speak
Overnighting, hoping we'll soon meet
I miss you from Friday to Friday
My meaning of TGIF is different
From summer to summer my love for you grows
Like a sunflower that cries when the wind blows
You encompass my mind all week long
Picturing your face because
I haven't seen it for so long
And here I am, writing on
A Sunday night this song
So I can miss you a little more
I feel like I've lost everything
But then you became my everything
Everything that's been hijacked from me
Whatever that, in the end, didn't belong to me
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThese are some of the poems I wrote when I felt like doing it or while I was on my sad moments :)
