I have made countles of poems
I wonder why I bother to write about you
even though I know
It is a useless thing to dothe day that I'll stop writing
doesn't mean I had stop loving
for your memories will remain
as I try to ease the painmaybe I will still be waiting
no matter how long
as I listen to these songs
and realize the things I did wrongevery lyric that it produces
every beat that it echoes
every minute that it ends
my love for you won't-- the girl who thought she was inlove
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
The Poetry Within Me
Diversosa human with odd thoughts a human that had picked up a pen and a human that cried in words