It's funny how you always
seem able to walk away at any moment;
always ready to take flight.
I find myself often wondering
if I'll survive without you;
survive missing you at night.
What's more, though I'm sure I love you,
you've only ever inspired forced
poetry for me to write.
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 8:51 PM UTC
It's funny how you always
seem able to walk away at any moment;
always ready to take flight.
I find myself often wondering
if I'll survive without you;
survive missing you at night.
What's more, though I'm sure I love you,
you've only ever inspired forced
poetry for me to write.
