And I know you cannot
Be there for all of eternity.
But even in the moments where
You are, I feel joyful.
Joyful in a way where I forget about why
I was upset in the first place.
As I see, I tend to miss you like the
Stars miss the sun in the morning sky.
And how far will I go?
How much will I risk for you?
I do not know the answer,
But I am willing to find out.
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Made up poems
PoetryPoems that have been originally written by me, myself. Note: The poems themselves have connections to people that I've met. Some are made up out of boredom too!
