Looks like the end is near,
Harsher words were never spoken,
Under the guise of anger,
Deep down our hearts already know,
Before you slander me again,
Just hold me in your arms,
Before you leave,
Remind me again why I'm hated?
My heart should not be returned,
What do you call a pair of lovers with no love?
YOU ARE READING
when did I last smile?
PoetryI long for you. Yet your gaze lingers on another's. Poetry, short stories etc. All owned by my sad sad heart.
