Maybe you couldn't tell, but she is sleeping
Then why doesn't she talk
You just wouldn't understand
Please let me try
But it was too late
She toke your words and you stole her eyes
Oh her eyes
The only meaning to ice
She toke your thoughts and you stole her mind
Her mind
Her mind was the wisps of the fire
She toke your feelings and you stole her freedom
What really matters
was that she was with me
Right?
You toke her
and
now
there
is
no
time
YOU ARE READING
Sometimes Doing Nothing is Okay
PoetrySometimes you just don't want to do anything. What is so wrong with that? Only sometimes, Only sometimes. *Cover photo made by the always fabulous @rebelofeden THANK YOU IT LOOKS OGMASDG*
