What made me break down into tears was when I realised how much you cared, when I thought you didn't. I finally began to see how blind I was. Not realising that, what was keeping us apart was not anger nor was it hate. But miscommunication, my one big mistake. Because I was too scared to talk to you. The fear of being rejected hitting me like a tone of books. Yet, why was I afraid to say how I felt? Was it a sin to express my feelings? But then I saw that you felt the same and my tears were no long tears of sadness but tears of joy.
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PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.