I worry that she’s in danger I wouldn’t want illness to change her She hasn’t responded to me on any form of media One more week and then I’d be in hysteria
I should’ve asked her what was wrong I would’ve cured her with a song Even though she’s has someone else We still make each other's heart melt
She’s my motivation to carry on Nothing will be the same when she’s gone I hope she’ll return into my life again She has the key to the chain
This was my first poem, and I have lots more where that came from.