your apologies,
they were a chain
weighing on my body.
the more you say it
the heavier it feels.
your sympathy,
they drained me down
it's too much to carry.
was it meaningful after all?
the thorns in your heart
they act like a shield
protecting only you.
was it the form of your love, my dear?
do i have to get hurt just to love, my dear?
YOU ARE READING
Other Than Forward
PoetryTo remember, To love and To always love. If people are able to choose their own path and have their own way of life, can't i just run another way other than forward?
