Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2019
I know you don't feel the way I do
So why do you keep stringing me along?
Why do you keep giving me hope?
I can't remember who I used to be
I don't sleep anymore
I'm too busy thinking about you...
Who was I before I met you, Lu?
Written by
izzy  M
Please log in to view and add comments on poems