We love who we love,
There's none to think of,
That is just about it
We think who we think,
In my thoughts you sink,
Though I'd never admit it
We miss who we miss,
Every laughter or kiss,
Without you, time I've wasted
We hurt who we hurt,
No pain, you are worth,
But in love, you'll be tested
YOU ARE READING
Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Poetry"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
