She loved a Boy,
He didn't know.
But she couldn't,
Just let him go.
She screamed his name,
He didn't hear.
She tried again,
Once every year.
She cried once more as he stood and bowed,
'Cause she was just another FAN in the crowd.
YOU ARE READING
Isn't The Ocean Blue Yet?
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I wrote, 5 years back. Book currently has a work going on. It's shit now, you can still read and vote for it.
