"understoof" poems
YOU WERE SO USED TO RUNNING
THAT YOU FORGOT HOW NICE IT WAS TO STOP.
YOU MET ME AND I KNEW IT WAS DIFFERENT,
SPARKS FLEW AND I WAS SCARED OF THE ELECTRICITY WE GAVE OFF
BUT YOU STOPPED RUNNING FOR ME
YOU STAYED AND HELPED ME UNDERSTAND YOU.
BUT NOW YOU'RE RUNNING AGAIN AND I CAN'T CATCH UP
AND NOW I REALISE I NEVER UNDERSTOOF YOU AT ALL
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC