You will come searching for my heart one day when yours finally yearns for love; you’ll find nothing.
Perhaps you can try searching for some in the blues of my eyes or in the cherry red of my lips.
But you won’t be able to, for your heart never chose to learn the colour of my eyes or the shade of my lips and so just like yours my heart yearns for love too. Just not the love offered by you.
- db.
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My Meaningless Thoughts
PoetryPoems that don't rhyme and words that leave you empty but fulfilled at the same time. ♡ Hope you enjoy.
