i don't write poems i just say how i feel in a nice cute form |
Its so hard to just walk away and never look back...
I can honestly say i miss him like hell but...
You are the unborn child deep inside of me,
like a tiny seed that turns into a tree...
I thought of you today but that's nothing new
I thought about you yesterday and the day before...
In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and color are the way I love them...