Literature
love?
So many questions going through my head,
So many letters I wrote,
Unsent and unread.
So many answers I'd love to hear,
So many times I've wished you were here.
Always confused,
Always lost,
Always disappointed.
I dreamt I was holding your hand again,
You whispered in my ear like you used to.
Lips touch,
Hearts flutter,
Love soars.
You said I was an angel, sent from heaven just for you,
You said I was the one, the only, special.
You broke down the walls I had built around myself,
You're the only one who can.
So I poured out my heart to you,
Only to have it damned.
What tears me apart is the excuses that you made.
Why could