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Jun 2014
watching me sleep, looking after me
when I wake up you are all I see,
a long shadow, wide and chilly
I don't know how long till he
has seen enough to conclude

interlude

It was strange and scary, how
I got afraid, but I accept it now.
When he was there I was sure
and safe, sound and so secure.

He left me yesterday, I saw him
slide out through the doorway
I didn't bother asking him to stay
I knew the chances were too slim

If he returns or not, even which is
better or if I really want, all that
it kept certain, is that I'll miss
every late night silent chat.
Don't say it, show it.
do you want to play a game?
scared in a good way
I admit
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
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