His heart was unfaithful.
But I still want to kiss him.
His love was wasteful.
Yet I know I still miss him.
My mind is absent a reason for letting go.
I chose my words carefully.
But he was still offended.
I thought I made my moves too daringly.
Because his heart still hasn't mended.
His voice was absent a reason for letting me stay.
We tried to keep it together.
But there was no excuse that we could find.
We know nothing lasts forever.
So why did l only tell my mind?
Our hearts were absent a reason for loving.
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