I was there ...
with wide arms to shoulder your truth together.
My mouth gifted you honesty, so your tongue could be at ease.
And there my eyes begged you to read between the lines.
You saw me but ... you didn't saw me.
Instead of telling your mind you decided to keep your hands in your pocket.
Verity and I invited you to be with us, you declined stuttering.
And the worst part?
You made me a cheater and a liar myself when I said
"It's ok, I understand"
YOU ARE READING
Before you Sleep
PoetryThis is a gift for you I want to invite you. Take a look inside my mind. Maybe it helps keeping your thoughts from running wild. Maybe ist shows you that we all break sometimes and that is fine. Maybe it gives you some sort of relieve before going t...
