The slate of hope so small,
To be with you somehow,
With your hands along the way,
Gladly flattered right now.
And it's stupid to think,
To want the impossible,
But what can i do,
My feelings to you is shackled.
YOU ARE READING
Woven Words
PoetryI don't know what came to my mind, but I think i will be filling this up with my poems. This should serve as my poem storage 😂 I wrote these pieces everyday for my so called boyfriend, but never acted as such. This was my way of expressing my moods...
