Heavens know
how many times I tried to forget you.
How I lied to myself,
saying that I no longer need you.
But the time came,
when I couldn't write of anything;
So I walked into my old drawer,
and searched for you in it.
I unraveled your missing pieces,
I unfolded you from my past.
Your name was written in it,
and I needed you.
YOU ARE READING
Things I Wish I Could Tell You (Poetry and Prose)
PoetryI look at you with empty eyes from across the crowdy room. I never spoke when I was with you, and for a long time I hid from that quiet disguise. Little did you know I cried under the rain, and I sang with our song. When I'm alone I think of you, I...
