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Sep 2018
Watching him from afar
Watching him smile burn brighter than a sun
His laughs echoed down the empty walls
Keeping me from having a great fall.
He is making me hold on to my sanity
Without him, I could be doing all sorts of profanities
Wanting to trail my hands through his hair
Reminds me of how I cant and the despair.
He turns around to face me with his piercing stare
I wish I could touch his face I swear
All the hopes and dreams we could share
So many words and gesture I can use to show him I care
But I can not I am too scared
Everything in my fantasy
Just sitting by myself drinking Hennessy
Secrets Are Made To Hide
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