I hate it when you hide things from me,
I can tell just by your tone,
I long to reach out to you,
I long for you to confide in me,
Your anger eludes me,
It is not blind and rage,
Your quiet,
Timid,
Hate spat under your breath
You worry me,
I hate to see your heart break,
I hate to see your eyes get darker,
I have always cared to much.
CITEȘTI
Destroying Dreams
PoezieA Drabble of poems composed by me because I like to write about things that are occurring ((basically a diary))