- Peeping through a glass wall
I see you taking her call.
She's very pretty.
I envy her.
I am writing a ditty- for you.
I know I shouldn't be,
You make my mind blur.
All these thoughts, for what?
An illusion? A delusion?
Taking a walk down the memory lane,
My head on your chest, you hand caressing my back.
I knew no pain.
But love we lacked.
I realized that, your heart didn't beat.
Was it because you didn't have one?
Or because you had already given it to her?
This simple, complicated life.
De catsrcool33
A collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me. Mai multe