the way you move so slow. the way you smile, and turn your head.
i wish you'd never go,
songs that we can listen to, hours passing by,you understood every word,
never asked me why,
the reason i always smiled when i had to cry,you're nothing like me, we're everything not the same,
i think you like me anyway,
or maybe i'm just insane.
2 comments:
I love love love your poetry, it has a kind of Emily Dickenson air in its depression, I hope you don't mind the adverb (adjective?), yours is more modern, although hers is modern too, for her time and ours. Anyway, I'm trying to say your poetry is great.
Thank you so much. I love her poems. Like so much! She's my favorite poet. Thank you! oh my gosh that made my day!
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