i try to write poetry on a wide variety of topics but somehow every **** poem i write seems to come back to the topic of you. i cannot write about silence without relating it to the everlasting silence that has fallen between us. i cannot write about love without thinking about those feelings we once had for each other and those few short months we shared. i cannot write about the stars or the sand on the beach or even the moon without thinking of those times we spent at the beach, laying on the sand at midnight counting the stars. i cannot even write about ******* sadness without it somehow reminding me of what i constantly feel when i am apart from you. i can't write about anything except for you. you. you. you. that is all my vocabulary contains. you. you. you. you're all i think about. **** you.
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
i try to write poetry on a wide variety of topics but somehow every **** poem i write seems to come back to the topic of you. i cannot write about silence without relating it to the everlasting silence that has fallen between us. i cannot write about love without thinking about those feelings we once had for each other and those few short months we shared. i cannot write about the stars or the sand on the beach or even the moon without thinking of those times we spent at the beach, laying on the sand at midnight counting the stars. i cannot even write about ******* sadness without it somehow reminding me of what i constantly feel when i am apart from you. i can't write about anything except for you. you. you. you. that is all my vocabulary contains. you. you. you. you're all i think about. **** you.
