Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I thought I knew what passion felt like But learning to love you, Was like learning to bike. It was scary at first But, freeing in all And you first must learn to let yourself fall You should know I'd never regret The nights that we spent I can never forget Maybe they're tainted To you, they were nothing. I don't place blame, I know you can't Love me. Learning to bike was thrilling and hard But as someone once said, All the finest things are.
0
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
The Finer Things
I thought I knew what passion felt like But learning to love you, Was like learning to bike. It was scary at first But, freeing in all And you first must learn to let yourself fall You should know I'd never regret The nights that we spent I can never forget Maybe they're tainted To you, they were nothing. I don't place blame, I know you can't Love me. Learning to bike was thrilling and hard But as someone once said, All the finest things are.
allie189
Written by
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem