things we had done before.hate these days when you fill my mind,
your kiss,
your touch these thoughts make me cry.
Yet all I can do is think of you,
the heart wants what it wants and my love is true.
So true it is,
inside I die,
bit by bit my heart runs dry.
I can’t take anymore.
I can’t take the pain.
I’m under water,
draped in chain.
Choking to breath but cant escape,
I’m no Houdini when it comes to heartbreak,
the key for these chains,
it is your love,
but I’ll never have that,
never as free as a dove S
o I walk with a pathetic limp in my stride,
knowing deep down you will never be my bride.
Never to have, and never to hold,
I’m sure
I’ll still be alone when
I’m grey and old.
From this my heart stings like a bee,
so when I crash and burn all that’s left is debris.I
t’s all because of this love you see,
and it’s all because you don’t love me.
cute right this poem*mauacks
