Now there seems to be two.
A lover lost,and a lover renewed.
Lover Lost,long gone,cruising in the spiritual realm, doing what ghost boys do,stealing my dreams and turning them back to you.
Lover renewed,painting flowers in the gardens of my hands like I remembered he used to. You can't paint galaxies like him,but I'm not saying you won't try,but when you put my heart in a cage,and chain it up,dont you think I'd rebound to what made me feel free?
Lover lost,back again in the flesh,well dressed,dazzling boy.
Lover renewed,I'm not entirely used to,used to calling you by your name,this was never a fair game.
YOU ARE READING
A Letter To Every Girl
PoetryIf you feel that no one cares,I do,you can come to me. I pinky promise stamp it that I will be there. Enjoy:)
