Not sure what more I can do
Been explaining this for hours
Just hoping that you'd realize I only have eyes for you...
My love, does it look like i have taken you for granted
As if you do not really matter and your presence is no longer demanded?
Don't you see how lost I'd be
I'd be falling into pieces
Just the thought of losing you
Might be killing me.
YOU ARE READING
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
