Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2015
We walked along
A city street
The night was cold
The sky was sweet.

My heart beat strong
My breath was fast
How could I be wrong?
The past is the past

I told her I loved her
I felt so brave
She said she was sorry
I'll take sorry to my grave.

She's safe at home now
But I'm still here
I'll make it home somehow
But now I know fear.
Paris Riley Smtih
Written by
Paris Riley Smtih  California
(California)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems