a poem - idealising you
and my heart is warm
when I hear your name
yet my eyes tear over
when I see your face
the idea of you
I kiss, embrace
but the true sight
through the prism
makes me feel distaste- - - - -
hi guys I'm so sorry I haven't updated for so long, I just have had so much on, GCSEs, and now A Levels, everything has just left me with no time!!this is a poem I wrote a while ago, about idealising someone, and how we can end up hating or disliking that person's actual character simply because we love the idea of them.. an idea which isn't remotely close to how they really are
love u all,
your favourite burglar,
billy
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Labyrinth
Short Storyher poems her stories her thoughts her mind is a labyrinth from which she cannot escape poetry #260, short story #425 - 26/12/13.