I waited up for your call
although it never came,
day by day
week by week
we slip farther away.
Month by month
year by year
the truth is hard to see when it's not what you wanted to hear
but us has expired,
now it's simply just you and me.
Not together or anything,
just peacefully coexisting.
YOU ARE READING
all the things I never said
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." -robert frost A collection of heartbreak, trauma, childhood nostalgia, and love written by yours truly. and without further ado.. here are all the things i never sai...
