I write what my soul exposures . I write how I feel, I write . &I'm one of those who write poetry at the bus stop. Poetry isn't just art, it isn't just a way of expressing the deepest emotions inside, it's me, it's who I am - and I love poetry . |
I swear no love ever feels the same.
Sometimes.... it makes me question my feelings...
I'm not scared to loose you - cause you can't...
Presences the craze in my mind to pleasurably ask...
Hold it as a secret meant for it to excessively...
Maybe... Looking Down Isn't All That Bad...
Maybe... I'm Used To Being Sad...
&when the world tries to step on you & walk over you like you're nothing, I'ma still be there, in your life. I'ma still care, much more than I've ever, I'ma be there for you . |
If I kissed you, would you slap me? |
Love you. |