And I know it wasn't love,
Because i've written more about you now than in the months we spent together.
It wasnt love it was the sharing of time,and thoughts, and feelings,
Yet i never shared them all.
And maybe thats why it never became love.
But love is beautiful and magnificent,
And what we had was nowhere close.
Love will bloom in time, but you tore the flower open,
And now you're covered in the ability to love, but not the ability to create it.
One day you will have a lovely garden, but first, you must learn how to tend it.
YOU ARE READING
The Mind Of A Poet
PoetryMy first poetry book! Read and enjoy❤️ I wrote this for you.. Update; My first completed poetry book, #9 in Poetry on Aug 4, 2017. Thank you everybody for all of your support. I will continue making more. Stay tuned
