because
i have to rethink,
i have to breathe,
i have to know for myself,
"what am i in your life?"
am i just another wind,
blowing towards your direction,
to let you cool,
to make you feel okay?
i need to know;
if i am nothing but a reliable friend,
the friend you tell your problems to,
one who listens to your anger,
and slowly calms you down;
please;
tell me what i need to do,
just so you could see me as something more
than a friend,
that's always there,
when you felt no one was,
but if you won't,
i won't be back till morning,
because i need to place myself
to where i truly belong
in your life.
YOU ARE READING
confessions i will never say and other proses | poetry book 1 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 1 ] ❛❛and i admit to cheating by still hiding my feelings and getting away with it.❞ a small shelf of thoughts and proses for someone who isn't hers. (sidenote: come check out my other, most recent poetry and prose book: "a h...
