Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2012
Broken promises,
resulted in horrific damages.
Empty conversations with unfamiliar faces,
If only they could see the changes.
Whispers echoing through memories of what we could've been haunt me,
because I never had the courage to make him see,
Make him believe,
Make him feel a love like ours.
This time last year everything was different,
And if they asked if we'd go our separate ways, id laugh
Cause our love was supposed to be infinite,delicate, intimate.
How could you play so innocent?
The Habits of My Heart
Please log in to view and add comments on poems