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Feb 2017
we both have something in the care of our hands
but we will never share,
because somebody is a little too selfish,
It's either you or i,
and am not close to sure who?
if only that river kiss becomes nothing in that dream
and becomes something in this reality we are so fearful off
somebody got to be responsible for breaking this wall,
that we both had part in building,
I don't know about you, but i want it down
I'm grateful for the sunshine,
but i am waiting to enjoy it with you
the flowers are still blooming in my heart,
and I'm not ready to let them wither,
but when time decides later, they will wither on their own
Its been too long and nothing seemed to change,
just more sleepless nights and more day time fantasies,
midnight and daytime fantasies that are too good for reality
I'm curious to how far you've hold up,
because years have gone by here and again,
And this is how far I've come...
I've fallen a little deeper, a little too much everyday
In my memory only stayed smiles and sweet laughters of love,
that we rejected to acknowledge
I still wonder why we put up the walls?
be it that we have the same stories that we never shared?
I think felled a little more, a little too much for love that never arrived
I'm afraid to let go of my butterflies,
because i'm afraid i might never get the same kinds from anyone
I'm keeping my garden flowerful, colorful and bloomy for a love that might never arrive!
Teressia
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Teressia  calgary
(calgary)   
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