With all the ink I have
I tried to write a poem
that talks about you and I.
Today, I finished it.
I tried to read it over
and over again
only to be dismayed.
The poem that we have
is like a vase without a flower,
and glass without a water
—we're so empty.
We are a poem that does not rhyme.
YOU ARE READING
At least We Met
PoetryThe pain of today will be the strength of tomorrow. ❤️ "At Least We Met" written by: adfinemfidelis Date Started: 04-16-20 Date Ended: 04-29-20
