Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
I guess I know everything about her
No one else understands her better
Her dreams, fears, her favourite colour
Her friends, passion, her every sweater

She keeps telling me her life is tragic
She wants me to work some magic
I ask her to keep calm and not panic
My words always heal her like tonic

Her guy went away, like the one before
To fix herself, she knocks at my door
I make her realise she deserves more
She thinks of me as some drugstore

When it is too hot and too sunny
I provide the shade, I am her tree
β€ŽShe recuperates and forgets me
β€ŽI treat her, someone else gets the fee

Again she finds another special one
Being with him can be so much fun
He becomes her life's shining sun
He helps her get everything done

She is the poison who is acting slow
She is not good for me, that I know
She is my ultimate pain, my heart's foe
Before it's too late, I need to let her go
Advith J
Written by
Advith J
  253
     rick, Carlie Sims and J
Please log in to view and add comments on poems