I love you.
I admit that's true.
But what you don't see,
Is what I feel because you no longer love me.
Did you ever love me?
Or am I crazy?
I said I was okay, I was fine, I wasn't dying.
But sweetie, can't you see? I was lying.
It's not all good, I'm not alright.
Honey, I've been up all night.
I love you still, that much is true,
But sugar, I still need you.
YOU ARE READING
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
