I always know when you walk past
A lurch in my gut at the barest glimpse
When you laugh across the room
I always hear you
And on the rare occasions you take me by surprise
It makes me wonder how long you were really there.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Collection I "Heartache"
PoetryMy failed attempts at poetry from a year ago, though by the end they were merely paragraphed rants. These were used to vent and understand my own feelings at the time, though they have no relevance to the me of today.
