Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2018
They sweet talk me, says lovely words...
But when will they’re words slowly become actions?
Texting behind closed doors isn’t what I want...
Closeness is what I desire,
but whenever I come close, you always run the opposite directions.
Leaving me on a high,
not wanting me to come down...
Why are you hiding from me?
Will you just come around?
Come on babe, I won’t hurt you.
Let’s take a trip to the circus and maybe say hi to the clowns.
Oh, ***, did I say something wrong?
Do you need a hug?
Do you want some protection?
I’ll give you all of me, if you promise me this one.
Don’t ever lie about your feeling or else I’ll cut you off.
First off this doesn’t relate to the poem but, who ever came up with the pretty ugly poem...genius! I love you! That is all. And secondly, I might have gone a little insane with this poem because of October...alright lol.
Cylia
Written by
Cylia  23/F
(23/F)   
133
   Mandalina
Please log in to view and add comments on poems