I can't comprehend, but it seems to be true,
I only feel alive when I am with you,
Even with my friends, I feel so alone,
But only with you do I feel at home.
Empty inside as I sit in my room,
Hoping and wishing you'll be with me soon.
Up late at night, I lay alone in my bed,
Thinking of how you should be here instead.
Throughout all of this the pain and sorrow,
You're the only reason I look forward to tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not Okay. I'm Sorry.
Poetrythis is just an outlet for some of my poetry and poetic thoughts. my mindsets and my perspective. i can tell you now that it won't all rhyme. don't expect perfection. enjoy, i guess. xx 💕
