I am lost
Waiting to be found.
I am trapped
And there is no one around.
The dark room bringing my fears to life,
I am alone,
My mind working overtime.
Thinking about the what-ifs,
Thinking about what the future holds,
How the things are gonna unfold.
What if he stops loving me,
What if he changes his mind,
What if I change and he turns his back,
Or what if he changes or I get bored.
I can't have him returning to his old ways.
Because the new me,
Can't see him with bad habits,
A glass in one hand and/or a cigg.
I can't see him like that,
Thats my worst nightmare.
We need to keep it hot,
Keep the fire always alive.
We need to keep it adventurous & unpredictable,
Just like the Sagittarius style.
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PillowTalk: A Collection of Poems
PoetryPillow Talk is a collection of thoughts and jumble of emotions that you feel at night when you are left to your own devices. Each poem talks about a new emotion, a new situation and a new feeling.
