I wanted to
tell you. I really
did. You saved your life
You made me wait, maybe
you were just scared. Stop
smiling in your sleep and
and I'll stop crying in mine.
We all lie.
lie in our own beds.
But it's OK.
Made up memories was
all it was. Made up moments
was all we had.
I had.
Yesterday.
Now it's over
me.
2 comments:
I really like that poem - it amazes me how deep it is. By the way, thanks for commenting - and you're so right - I never thought comparing the black death to a hurricane. They are similar. I guess the only difference is that a hurricane doesn't kill as many people & it's easier to run away from. Thanks for the thought :)
That is sweeeeeeeeeek =)
i made you a card and i'm going to wrap it up nicely
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