It's Not That I Stopped.
It's Not That I Don't Care.
I Know I'm Not Supposed To Spend My Time Wishing You Were Here.
With These Two Hearts Forbidden,
Together, It Would Be Clear-
Mends A Love So Perfect, The Heart's Ultimate Fear.
A Ghost Of The Past,
Pain And Numbness Now-
It's Crazy I Still Search For Your Face In The Biggest Of These Crowds.
But To Stay Still and Pray,
To Just Have Our Hearts Aligned,
Am I Crazy To Have Dreamt That Dream For
One Too Many Times?
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts for Poems✔
PoetryLove. Lust. Broken Trust. A Just for fun mix, with a twist and a kick. My mind wonders, yes, It's I who wrote 'em. So take a glance at these lines. Thoughts for Poems.
