The promise I made
Is now broken
I can't stand another day
Without writing
I promised not to talk
I promised not to write
But sometimes, I do break my own rules
Just for us to talk again
The fear has almost gone
And she starts to trust me again
How can I start talking
When my chains not yet gone?
We both want the situation right now
Where we enjoy our lives
But how can I say that my usual habit
Is still I'm looking for?
The one who hears me out
The one who stays even when I'm loud
The one who laughs with my jokes
Is the one I misses when nobody's watching me
YOU ARE READING
Poet's Wall
Short StorySince I'm bored with my life, I want to write here some of my written poems. My poems are not as good as the great poets but at least my feelings were true.
