I write you poems all the time
Every time you cross my mind
My mouth never utters a word of you
But my mind it never shuts up, its true.

I write you poems all the time
And tear them up and say I'm fine
That I don't need you in my life
But my mind says otherwise.

I wrote you poems when we met
They were so different back then
I spoke of love and innocence
My mind was stuck on you, my friend.

I wrote you poems in Autumn
When the leaves died I thought of them
I thought of what we were back then
But we know things have to change again.

he promised me
the stars

how was I to know
all he had was
a pocket full

of

GLITTER


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2014 September, 2014